As the sun tiredly rose from the dark, waking up sleepy heads from their pillows, some unfortunate students was already awake. As the sunlight hit the academy, Nitori headed towards his usual spot in the class.

Today was his first and hopefully, the last 7am class he had to attend for the rest of his year. In the back of the hall, he sat down on the dark wood-chair.
As he looked around in the auditorium, he didn't stand out much; all the other students was either sleeping or drinking their coffee, getting a hang on their notes or shaking awake their already sleeping partner. The room was big, and with a blackboard in the middle of the room, everything seemed bigger than in reality.

Engineering at it's finest, he thought.
He then opened his own journal, filled with crappy drawings and ideas for swimsuits. After his three years on Samezuka Academy, he decided to go to a university far away. Rin didn't really call him much, and lately he'd been busy swimming with Nanase-senpai.
He would be a bigger idiot than Momotarou if he thought Rin would wait for him after two years.
Nitori sighed.

No, Rin hadn't called AT ALL, nor had he tried to make contact.
Their relationship was so weak that they could call eachother strangers.
Nitoir shook his head, trying to keep his stupid tears back. Rin was no more a part in his life, he had to accept it!
"Man, I'm gonna die" a ruff voice behind made him twitch.

As he looked behind, a pinkhaired guy dumped down right beside him. He didn't seem to care about Nitori's surprised face, but rather concentrated on his coffee and Monsterdrink.
He poured the whole coffeine-drink he held in one hand, into the coffee in the other, and drank it all in one big sip.
A little disgusted, Nitori looked at the strange person beside him.
He put down the empty cup, turned his body towards Nitori and examined him.
"I'm Kisumi Shigino, 2nd year of college. And you?"
"Uhm, I'm Nitori Aiichirou, 1st year. Freshman," He added. Kisumi glared at him, leaned back and smiled. His eyes was kindly purple.

"You're a freshman, huh? What are you doing at a 7am class? Did you get in trouble with a teacher?" he smiled at his own joke, but at the same time, he seemed to be symphatizing with him, if he actually hit the bulls eye. Nitori shook his head, smiling.
"No, I came here by my own free will. The professor told me to take this class if I wanted to try out some of the harder stuff. Even though I really want to sleep now, it's really exciting to come this early in the morning. To see everyones faces like this is something new and precious to me. I'd like to keep the memories of their funny faces.."
Their expressions swapped, and as Ai gazed off with a dorky face, Kisumi questioned his new partner.
The bubble bursted, and Ai apologized for his stupid thoughts.
Kisumi laughed, rushing his hand through the silver-colored hair.
Both surprised by the outcome, they turned away and blushed. The school's bell saved them, giving them something else to think about for the next hours. But even though, he couldn't stop peeking.
Even the older student had some red ears, as he tried to concentrate on the lecture.

Nobody had touched his head like that since Rin.. Aargh, don't think about that, idiot!

Ai hit the back of his pencil on his forehead in hope he'd the thoughts out and instead start to study. Silence passed on, and suddenly, an hour was gone. Then two.

At 10 o'clock, the professor let them out of the class. Nitori rushed to get his things, only thinking about how stupid he'd been to not eat breakfast before this.
It WAS his first time in a 7am class, but someone could have told him to at least bring water! His throat had been dry like a desert for half an hour, and therefore he'd felt terrible. He had to find a place with water..
"Hey, freshman!" the same voice made him twitch and turn again. The pinkhaired dude trotted toward him, waving his hand for attention. Nitori looked around, not sure if it was him he was pointing at.
"Yeah, you silverboy!" Kisumi smiled. Ai stopped and watched the large boy as he came closer.
"I heard your stomach making dying whale noises in there. Wanna grab some food?"

"Huh? You'll pay?"
Nitori looked at his senpai in disbelief. He never needed someone else to pay for his food! As he tried to decline, Kisumi grabbed his raised hand.
"I said, I've got a good friend here who gives me a big discount on food. As good as free!"
Then he smiled, turned around and placed an order. Minutes later, they sat at the window in the little cafè, waiting.

Kisumi took off his black leather-jacket and dark beanie, showing his white shirt underneath and the bad hairday he had.
In the cafè, they were the only customers. In the background, they heard 60s music from America on a radio somewhere, probably from the kitchen. Nothing made any noise, only the small talk between the two working girls behind the counter broke the silence.

Nitori smelled strong coffee, and a fine scent of caramel inbetween. He could understand why this was Kisumi's favorite place. On the way to this place, he'd praised it for their fantastic work of sweets and coffee.

Both bitter and sweet.
Good-looking and tasty.

"It's pure art," He said. Nitori inhaled the feelings, and felt like he'd never want to leave this place.
He felt at home, and he didn't think about his disappointing life while staying at the café. As he leaned back to relax better, their orders came.

The smallest girl came with a big slice of a dark chocolate cake. It even had two cherries on, and some sugar. Ai sneaked a peek of kisumi as the cake were putted in front of him, and the girl winked at him.
Were they dating?
She grinned, and put two glasses of hot, dark liquor on the table together with Nitori's unwillingly ordered cherrypie.

It seemed as it was taken out of a food magazine; the cherries was perfect in any way, the cream was white and fluffy, while the bottom of the pie was made out of beige cookie-dough! They even put in some heart-shaped chocolates, so it reminded him of a girl's perfect choice for a cake for valenties day.
It reminded him a girl's ideal date.
He became really flustered, only looking down at his pie. Why did he think like that? His food was too cute! Also this stranger paid for his food? No, think about it rationally!
This was no date, he was just eating together with a senpai, nothing more! They'd only talked for a few hours, so he couldn't tell if they were going to be friends or not.

"Nitori, was it? I think I'll call you silverboy instead, that's easier. Fine with that, bro?" Kisumi brought him back to earth, and he lifted his head.
Kisumi had already taken a bite of the chocolate cake, and one of the cherries was gone. He probably munched on it while waiting for Nitori to answer him. Ai looked strangely at him again, tilting his head to the side, like he hadn't heard the question.

"Silverboy? So you want to have a stabile friendship?" He looked straight into the purple eyes, trying with his voice to ease the thrill.
Wait, he just said what?

Nobody actually started a friendship like that!