University life, 2017: It was already February and life as a university student was just too much pressure and stress. You know why? Well, it's because of midterm tests. That week, I had 3 of them. Monday Wednesday and Thursday, and the Biology exam was the last one. Besides, having Yuki as my buddy, I was also lucky to be reunited with my long lost friend, Arisa Uotani. I realized that she took two of my four classes; Neurobiology of Motivations and Neurobiology of Memory. At the moment, I was studying with Arisa.

"So we need to know this rat experiment for the drinking motivation?" I asked as I was going through my notes.

"Yes. Man, I always get thirsty or hungry whenever we talk about food in that class." She said. I agreed. Our class was always right before lunch period, and since the first half of this semester, we are talking about food and drinks; I always heard Arisa's stomach grumble. In high school, she was a jock; loved soccer and football. She was blonde and tall that some short guys would always either be afraid of her or scared of her. She sometimes would tell me funny stories about it and I would chuckle. As Arisa was telling me one of her soccer stories, she abruptly stopped as she noticed that I was wearing a guy's sweater. She asked:

"So what's the deal between you and Yuki?"

"Huh? Weren't we talking about soccer earlier?"

"Forget soccer. I wanna know... What's going on with you and Yuki? You guys seem close."

"Right. Like brotherly close." I said as I looked back at my MacBook.

"Nah-uh, to me, it doesn't seem that way." I didn't say anything. Arisa continued.

"Come on! it's not like I gossip. Clearly, a girl wearing a guy's sweater means there's something more." Arisa's trying to give me a hint.

"Yeah, like brother-sister kind of relationship."

"Yeah, it could be. But it's different when a guy actually gives his sweater to you in midday light, and actually put it on you in midday light." Arisa got me there. I didn't say anything.

"Come on! Just spill the beans!"

"Ok ok! But after that, we seriously need to study." Arisa nodded.

"So I guess, you can say Yuki and I are dating."
"WHAT? I KNEW IT. NO WAY WAS THAT ACT OF SWEATER-GIVING JUST A SIBLING THING." Arisa exclaimed.

"Yeah, but there's more to it."
"Well then, tell me!"

FLASHBACK

During the weekend, Yuki and I went to a club. He said it was for a pre-celebration before the midterm week, but I didn't believe him because who would organize such event? Right? Wrong. Yuki persuaded me to go, so I went with him. To my amazement, the club was full-blown; Dancer, drinkers, you name it. They were all present. Yuki and I first had a few drinks and then he asked me to dance...

"Wait! What were you wearing?" Arisa asked. I had this sparkling indigo dress that left my back bare with a black tights. My muddy brown hair was tied up with a black and purple scrunchie. The music was playing super loud and I just moved my body from side to side. The rhythm and beat were in sync with how I moved. I don't remember what Yuki was doing, but I knew he was staring at me.

"I didn't know you could dance like that." He was surprised.

"Haha, you like?" I asked as I was trying to tease him. He didn't respond. He just observed me move. I continued.

"It's actually my first time at a dance club."

"No kidding." It seemed like Yuki liked what he saw, and so he joined me dancing. I kept swaying my body until the two of us were dancing very close on the same beat and rhythm of the music. It was like an imaginary string was binding us together.

"Why don't we get a drink." Yuki suggested as he was super close. Practically, I could felt his breathing on me.

"I'm not hungry though." I whined.
"I said drink! I'll get you a drink!" I nodded, and he had to pull himself off me to get drinks.

A few minutes later, he reappeared and took my arm.

"Hey! I'm not done dancing."

"You need a break."

"No I don't." But I still let him drag me to a round table.

"Are these even university students?" I asked as I saw some people play beer pong, some laughing hysterically.

"Yeah. I think…" Yuki said. The sound of music was blasting out that I was getting a little dizzy.

"Yuki, I think we should go."

"What? No! Come on! It's just the beginning."

"Please, I don't feel well." I looked at Yuki, which he held on to me and gave in. The next thing, I knew, I was kissing Yuki on his bed as tears started to form. When Yuki saw that he stopped for a minute.

"Tohru, Tohru! Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Please, I want more!" We were making out until Yuki started taking off his pants.

"WAIT!" I practically yelled. Yuki stopped. I whispered: "Can we not go down there, please. I'm not ready yet." Yuki nodded and kissed my tears away.

FLASHBACK ENDED

"SO!? What happened then?" Arisa asked. I looked at her.

"Nothing. Nothing happened. Since my dress was ruined, I went to dry-clean it before coming to school. I saw Yuki in my first class of the day and he just gave me his sweater. No big-gy!" Arisa blinked at me for what seemed like a long time before saying:

"You crazy? He gave you his sweater in that kind of grant gesture. And you say it's nothing?"

"Whatever. That's why I said: you can call that dating." I looked back at my MacBook. Arisa sighed heavily as she whispered:

"I don't think he would label it as that though." I tried to ignore that low comment and said:

"Come on, let's just get back to studying."

END OF CHAPTER 3