Hanzo slunk through the school hallways. Earphones in place loud enough he didn't have to pay attention to those around him. He preferred to be alone. He kept to himself most of the time avoiding contact with anyone other than necessary. It was the end of lunch everyone was rushing to class before the second bell rang. Hanzo had a spare block which meant he had time to muse around the library until next period. Suddenly he was knocked to the floor, his texts books spilling out of his hands. He felt his body connect with the laminate flooring. He heard a muffled voice speaking to him. Still in shock he plucked an earphone out of his ear and turned towards the voice.

It was a boy possibly the same age as him. He had mid length brown hair and a slight shadow of a beard. He was holding his hand out to Hanzo.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see ya there." Hanzo nodded before taking his hand. He pulled Hanzo up as if he weighed nothing.

"Here." He handed Hanzo his textbooks.

"Ah thank you." Hanzo resisted the urge to bow. He was used to it in his culture, but he realized here they found it strange. Instead he bowed his head. They both stood there in silence for a while. Hanzo noticed the mans hat. On anyone else Hanzo would probably remark them as a fool. But on him it suited him.

"I'm Jesse by the way. " he blushed noticing Hanzo intense gaze.

"Hanzo." He kept his replies short and to the point.

The second bell rang bringing them both back to reality.

"I must go." Hanzo admitted before bowing. "You have my thanks."

Shit. He wasn't supposed to bow. He straightened his back. Jesse was still there a hand slightly on his hip.

"It was the least I could do. See ya around." Hanzo watched his as he sauntered down the hallway.

Hanzo picked the quietest spot in the library, it was a desk neatly tucked into a corner with a great view of the front of the school down below. Hanzo enjoyed watching the tree leaves sway in the wind while being in the comfort of the library.

Hanzo didn't pay to much attention to the words in his textbook. Instead his mind wandered elsewhere. That man he met today Jesse, he must be in his grade. Despite being at the school for almost half a semester he knew hardly anyone in his grade. There weren't many who stood out to him.

"Hey brother, whatcha doing?" Genji interrupted his thoughts. He leaned his back against the desk.

"Why must you interrupt my studies?" Hanzo asked his words tinged with annoyance.

"You call staring out into space studying?" He laughed."Come on Hanzo, I know you don't study like that."

Hanzo blushed lightly, what his brother said was true it annoyed him that he was right.

"It's no concern to you."

"Ooo you thinking about someone special?" Genji teased.

Hanzo shot him a death glare.

"Alright!" He put his hands up in surrender. "See you later."

"Goodbye brother."

Hanzo sat at the front of class as usual. He followed along to the notes the teacher read out loud as he highlighted key points in his biology textbook.

"Now can anyone tell me how many types of neurons there are?" Numerous hand shot up in the air.

"Yes Jesse?"

Hanzo swirled in his chair, and there he was. The same Jesse he met earlier sitting literally behind him.

"Three, Mr Bonetti." He replied as if he was bored. He met Hanzos gaze giving him a quick nod and a smile before Hanzo turned around.

He could feel his heart beating rapidly.

The teacher continued his lesson about the nervous system as Hanzo began to feel nervous himself.

"Now I'm going to have you work in pairs on this next assignment." The teachers instructions were met with loud groans mixed with excitement.

"I'm not finished yet!" He interrupted.

"I'm pairing you guys together."

A chorus of "awww" followed suit. The teacher rolled his eyes.

"Now I've written names up on the board in pairs, thats who your biology partner will be for this section we are covering." He pulled a cord for the projector screen sending the blank white canvas back into its roll.

Hanzo studied the board searching for his name.

"Shimada, McCree" was written in less than perfect handwriting.

"Pardon me." There was a tap on his shoulder, it was Jesse. "Are you Shimada?" He spoke his last name slowly and hesitantly.

"Yes that is me."

"Well it looks like we're partners. Mind if I grab the seat beside ya?"

Hanzo felt his chest tighten with anxiety, he was only used to speaking to his brother...no one else really talked to him besides that.

Hanzo nodded weakly in response, but Jesse had already taken a seat anyways.

The teacher assigned the students to make a mini diagram of how the three Nerouns worked. "This will be done outside of class time, and I would like it to be done by next week no later."

Perfect. Hanzo assumed he'd do the project himself anyways since that's how group projects usually went.

"Tomorrow after school we could work on it in the library?" Jesse offered breaking Hanzos thoughts.

"Oh, yeah sure."

"Unless you want me to do it all." Jesse winked.

Hanzo laughed. "No, there's nothing I hate more." He admitted.

"I know! It's like, You can at least pretend to try!"

Hanzo smiled. He felt at ease,suddenly all his anxieties calmed.

This Jesse guy, what was to come of him?

Hanzo threw his bag on the couch as he closed the door behind him. He wasn't in the mood for studying, he huffed to himself as he undid the bun that kept his hair out of his face. His black hair now reached his shoulder blades, he enjoyed the feeling of his hair down. It always made him feel relaxed. He tied back again but lower and looserso it wouldn't fall into his face. He crossed his legs and cracked open his biology text book, he needed to make up for his lack of interest in class.

He lived in a small condo not far from the school. Two bedrooms and one bath room and a small yard big enough for a family of four to have a barbecue. But they were a family of two. His Dad was constantly away on 'Business trips' so it was just himself and his brother. Not that he could complain though, every month his dad sent money for rent and then some. He hasn't seen his father in a year and a half. The last time he saw him he was foolish enough to think that he had changed. Hanzo slammed his textbook shut, he didn't want to think about his dad anymore.

Hanzo crept down the hallway before stopping at Genjis door. He tapped lightly with the tip of his knuckle. Genji responded with a small grunt. Hanzo turned the handle and popped his head in. Genji sat at his computer as always his headset on, the same one he had bought him for Christmas. Hanzo found it bulky and impractical but Genji insisted.

"I was thinking-" Hanzo started but was cut off by Genji yelling at the computer screen. He held up a finger to Hanzo. Hanzo opened the door fully now taking a seat at the edge of his brothers bed. He didn't often look inside the boys room. There were posters for video games and some animes. Hanzo recognized a handful the. Posters brought back memories of his childhood. He watched Genjis fingers flash between keys, along with constant mouse clicks.

"Man! There are so many noobs on tonight." Genji complained resting his headset around his neck. He swivelled in his chair to face Hanzo. "What's up?"

"I was thinking maybe we could do Take out tonight for dinner?"

"Really!" Genji shouted excitedly. "Wow you must be in a good mood."

Hanzo smirked. "No more than usual."

Genji rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say man, I'm just excited to eat something other than your shitty cooking."