Megumi was walking back to his room after his class, his hands on his pockets and his backpack hanging from his right shoulder, when he heard someone call his name. No, not someone. Yuji.

Megumi looked over his shoulder and, as usual, the sight of the other boy rendered him breathless. Megumi didn't know what was about Yuji... no, well, he did. But it was just so many things. His pink hair, his golden eyes and his big smile. He was just so... bright. Like the sun. That's how Megumi saw him. His sun.

"Yuji." Megumi said once he found his voice, an uncharacteristic softness in his tone that was often reserved for Yuji alone.