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Rio starts to regret her decision on even talking to this guy in the first place. She thought she was going to go in the coffee shop, do her work, and get out in a hurry... So far it doesn't look that way.

Rio can still hear some laughter and it makes her wonder if they really did turn their attention on their fallen companion. If she wasn't mistaken: she might of seen at least one of the group members stare at them as the guy by the name of Izaya dragged along Rio to the booth he pointed to not too long ago. She tries to ignore it and keeps walking alongside him. She needs to focus on her walk and the words that she will say to him, possibly a way to get out of this situation so that she can pack up and go to back to the safety of her dorm room.

She notices her legs shaking.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

She wonders inside her head some more.

What could he possibly want from her? Why does he suddenly ask to sit on the other side of the restaurant as a form of privacy?

She felt her wrist being grabbed on to and she realizes he's pulling on her to make her walk a little more faster. A touch like that made her face burn up and her heart wasn't steady anymore- not like it was before but still...

He suddenly lets go of her and she felt herself turn back to 'normal'. She shakes off any feeling and tells herself to focus again.

He slips into the booth swiftly and with no problem, almost as if he is comfortable- comfortable with a stranger like her. Rio stops dead on her tracks and stares down at him.

He looks up at her as he rests his elbows on the table.

"I don't go to school here... I just know those guys" he nods his head towards her "and you?"

Her left arm embraces her and her right arm holds up her drink up to her lips. She doesn't say anything. She can't find the right words.

He looks her over. "You know it looks weird if you just stand there." He said with a small smile.

"Everything's weird..." She mumbles. He heard her.

Izaya nods to the seat next to him while giving out the same small smile and she shakes a bit as she gets in the booth.

She takes a deep breath in and she takes out her laptop. His end of talking stopped. She turns to him in a verge on asking a question but she realizes he's typing on his phone. She turns away. Who is he texting..?

She opens up her laptop. Waiting on him will only make her lose time more time. She speaks up- "um..." She sees his gaze stare up at her. "May I ask how you remember me...?"

He has already told her he remembers her from the mornings... Rio just wants complete detail on what he meant.

"The way you bow."

"Huh?" That answer made her head turn towards him.

"Every morning I would see you bow and apologies to the cashier when /they/ get the order wrong. These people are known for having bad hearing so-"

"Wait... You're saying you got all that just by-"

"I couldn't help but notice this." His eyes avert over to her bag that contains her assignment. He reaches for them.

Embarrassed, Rio quickly grabs onto his hand tightly to keep him from taking them out.

She realized what she has done and lets him go. "I-I'm sorry..."

He laughs a bit and says it's ok. She noticed he has changed the subject so fast just now... She better keep her eye out on that.

She takes them out and tries to not cringe at the sight of the corrections. She sighs and puts the papers close to her chest. She turns to look at him and holds out her hand. The least she can do now is either A) introduce herself. B) make him introduce himself. And C) try to change the subject at the matter at hand.

She forces her smile "My name is Rio Kamichika. I'm a freshmen at collage and so far my first two weeks here weren't so great..."

He gives her another one of those winning smiles and lifts his hand up to shake hers. "Izaya. Nice to meet you Kamichika." He looks back down at the papers and lets her hand go. "Is that the first draft?" He asks.

Rio stares off and then lowers her hand slowly while she made a face. That was such a half-assed introduction!

She places the papers on the table and looks away. She tries playing it off like it's no big deal while trying to turn on her laptop. She realizes she hasn't answered him although he is already picking the papers up.

"Actually... It's not my first draft..." She said quietly. She hoped he didn't hear her. She really did. But he did hear. She knows he did. He's a sharp guy by the looks of it.

He waits for more but he didn't have to ask to get Rio to tell him more. "It's my third time writing this paper..." She looks over at him actually scanning to papers.

"No surprise." He mumbles.

That small comment made Rio's stare stay at his face. "What...?" She breathed out.

Did she came out as an unintelligent person to him? To his friends? To everyone on this coffee shop?

Did his words mean something as if she isn't good enough to be in the college she is right now?

She tries fidgeting with her computer's worn out frame and she begins to make herself look nervous.

She has returned that paper more than once and got the same wrong marks on it. She's clearly doing something wrong but she's probably not even smart enough to know what's wrong exactly. She tells herself that there's something... Wrong with her maybe...

She suddenly felt something warm land on her shaky hand. She looks up at the stranger who manages to make her blush every now and then.

He looks at her with a face that says 'I shouldn't of said that. I'm sorry.'

She realized she blink away small tears and she fixes herself and shakes off his touch.

"I-I'm sorry..." She said. "I'm just struggling... That's all..." She reaches for her papers back. "I guess... I kinda freaked you out there, huh?" I place the papers on the table and I try keeping my hands from trembling as I type in my password and I am logged in. I take in deep breaths and I begin to feel calmer... Maybe because since he's not saying anything back it feels like I'm having a conversation with myself without looking too crazy I guess...

"No... Actually you didn't..." She felt her muscles tense up as he spoke. She doesn't want to turn to look at him. She needs to get the ready eyes stare away and then she can stare at him all she wants. For conversational purpose of course!

She looks at her hands. She's a lot calmer now.

"You know..." He picks up the papers. "I was just thinking that this was probably meant to be."

I smile just a small bit and turn my head over at him. "How...?" I said.

He was looking back at me too and placed the papers on the table again while saying- "To help you with this."

I raise my eye brows at him. "You know how to do this kind if stuff?"

He shrugs. "I'm hoping to help you at least." He smiles at me again and I had to smile back.

Help someone like me...?

Why would he go out of his way... To help a girl like me...?

I eye at him as he takes his phone out and says "think about it."

He's a strange one...

:::::Izaya:::::

The person Izaya has been talking to logs off and he sits there looking down at his phone. It's easier to look for these type of people now a days. The vulnerable ones.

He averts his eyes only to look at the girl who sits next to him.

She has shown her vulnerability the moment he saw her apologies to now where she almost cried from a small comment he made. Why does she over think things too much? Maybe that's what makes things easier.

He smiles to himself. It really was meant to be.