Rin and you were classmates, seatmates to be specific. You would always rant to rin about your days, and weekends. He sat silently with his head on his arms disinterested, little did you know he secretly listened to every detail.

You didnt know him quite well but one fact you did know—he would NEVER crack the slightest hint of emotion around you or anyone unless it was anger.

He loved hearing your voice and daily rambles, but he would never truly admit it.

It was afterschool and you were talking to a guy at your locker, when suddenly he said he had to go in quite a hurry. (Why? Because rin happened to walk up behind you and stared him down.) You said alright then turned around only to be greeted by rin.