You were on the rooftop by yourself, doing your own thing, reading a comic. To be honest, you're used to being alone. Well, not exactly alone alone, but being by yourself in your own world in your personal space.

One person that loved to invade that space was Toya, the school's quote unquote "jock." He had the stereotypical personality of one, but in reality he was a bookworm who loves mystery novels and coffee (with good grades as well). You were the exact contrast of him.

You and him didn't really acknowledge eachother in public, but you two were friends. Really and extremely close friends.

Toya eventually found you on the roof. He sat next to you and wrapped his arm around you.

"Yo. Whatcha readin', ginger four-eyes?" He asked.