-Haruka, have you seen Takane? She told me she would lend me one of her games today, but I can't find her… -muttered Ayano worried.

Woah, it was weird seeing Takane letting someone play her games. Even I had problems when I wanted to play that shooter barely 5 minutes before she got really angry because I reduced her record.

-Takane? Takane went to the library, she said she can concentrate more playing that game she bought yesterday…-

Honestly, Takane said that, but probably she was now sleeping.

-Thank you! Come on, Shintaro! –Ayano ran to the door cheerfully, like always.

- Ugh… You made me walk all this way and now we have to leave again to the third floor?

- Uuuh… Shintaro, doing exercise is good for your body!

-I don't need it, thank you-

-Are you sure?-

-…-

Ayano smiled covering her mouth with both of her hands before running to the door saying "I am sorry!", and finally disappearing when she turned around a corner of the hall.

Maybe this was my opportunity to strength links with Shintaro…

- Y-You can be here while they come back…-

Shintaro was scary, that's why I think my voice trembled when I tried to talk to him. His dark eyes glared at mine coldly. I was about to apologize million of times when he started to talk.

-I don't have to do anything so I guess I can be here…

The class was in silence, after all I was the only one there, also it was pretty late and almost all the students had already gone home. Takane and I had to stay at school after classes because we still had to make the shooting game we were going to present for the Cultural Festival. We hadn't enough time and I am the one who had to design the characters before Kenjiro and Takane programmed the game, but… Having Shintaro by my side made me feel really nervous. I saw how he was staring at the sketchbook I had on my desk which showed some character designs I drew days ago by the corner of his eye, pretending to look out of the window of the class.

- If you want… you can take a look at my notebook… -I said while I brought the object mentioned closer to his stomach with both hands. Yes, Shintaro made me feel scared. He just stared at the notebook during some seconds with those inexpressive eyes. The tension made me start to tremble my arms, but I was still holding the notebook to him with a smile, trying to make him feel more comfortable. Minutes passed by and he just stared at me in silence, but after hesitating, Shintaro raised his hand little by little until he grabbed my bloc with one hand and sliding his fingertipds over every page with the other hand, at the same time pupils looking over the beautiful art in the notebook. He seemed like if he was reading an interesting novel and that, somehow, made me feel happier and more confident. After some minutes, Shintaro blinked several times like if he was confused and looked both of the covers of the bloc.

- …Do you have more? –asked without looking at me. He seemed like if he was angry with me but then I noticed his cheeks turned reddish.

- M-More? W-What do you mean?

-…More drawings… You are really good at this.

My face lit up with happiness when I heard those words.

Lots of people told me I was good at art, almost like a professional artist, that I had talent and I would be famous in the future, but knowing how shy and silent his nature was it seemed like the flatter had more importance.

-Of course I have! Just wait a moment!