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"Roy, who's that?"
A pair of navy blue eyes stared at a certain figure across the lunch room. It was an effeminate and delicate looking blunette that caught his attention. Ike had never seen the person in the school before, so his presence was rather odd to him.
"Uhh, which person?" The red head paused from eating and looked up to see who Ike was peering at, "that's Marth Lowell. He's a transfer student," It was strange for Roy to see his friend be interested in someone. Ike usually didn't bother with other people unless he meant business. "Why? Did something happen between you two?"
Ike shook his head; his eyes not leaving the boy it took a curiosity to. "No…but he has the most bluest of blues I've ever seen on a pair of blue eyes…"
Roy's jaw dropped open. He wasn't sure if those cheesy lame words he heard a few seconds ago come from Ike. It felt like he was dreaming. No way would the blue haired brute he knew would ever say such a thing.
Wait, what? Did Ike just suddenly confess he likes someone!?