Sasuke had never been particularly interested in girls, or boys for that matter, he simply found romatic stuff complicated and a waste of his time. Love was dangerous, too. He'd seen people lose their minds and act stupidly because of it, giving priority to other's interest before their own, getting hurt for no reason and devoting their lifes to someone who wouldn't do the same.

Miyuki, who's working at a fast food restaurant, thought today was going to be the most boring day of his life, until his usual golden-eyed customer came in and grabbed the soft serve by the wrong end.

Miyuki had always thought Sawamura looked good on warm bright days, when the Sun was high in the sky, its rays drawing endless hypnotic patterns on his golden eyes and his mop of brown hair casting shadows over his freckled face.