"I hope you guys enjoyed yourself," Tezera said to Emma and her friends as they were getting ready to leave. Feliciano looked at them for a moment. He grabbed some of the empty snack bowls and carried them to the kitchen. After washing them he looked over at the table behind him. The bright yellow post-it notes caught his eye. Quickly he reached for a pen and started to write.

"You know you guys are welcomed to come to our next event, Berwald has some planned," Tezera explained. Feliciano sighed in relief a little seeing that they were still there. Slowly he started to walk up to Ludwig.

"It would be fun," Emma said with a wide smile.

"Cool, I could send you a list of our events we have planned. Hopefully, you guys can come to some."

"I wouldn't mind coming back," Ludwig thought to himself as he felt a small tap on his arm. He turned around and saw Feliciano standing there.

"I just, want to, um, give this to you." Feliciano looked down and stretched out his arm. Ludwig noticed a folded piece of yellow paper in his hand. Slowly he reached over and took the paper from Feliciano's hand. His stood suspended for a second before it returned it to his side.

"I hope to see you soon," Ludwig said, slipping the piece of paper in his pocket. Feliciano looked down for a second before looking up.

"Yeah, hope to see you soon." Feliciano smiled at him before turning around with a wave.

Ludwig followed his friends outside. As he walked Feliciano's smile could not leave his mind. Something about it was just so pure. So beautiful. How could someone be so happy? There was something so intriguing about it. He held on to whatever Feliciano gave him. His grip was tight but also gentle. Sure he could open it here but everyone could start staring at him. He held on to the small piece until he was back in his dorm room.

"Well, here goes nothing," Ludwig whispered to himself as he unfolded the paper. There he saw what could only be Feliciano's phone number. "I don't believe it."

"What ya looking at?" Alfred asked walking back into the room.

"Nothing." Ludwig grabbed a book near his bed and placed the note inside it. "Just trying to figure out what to read."

"Okay dude," Alfred climbed on his head. "I'm hitting the hay, night."

"Night Alfred," Ludwig said as he turned in his lamp. He opened his book and the piece of paper floated on his lap. He held it gently in his hands. "You know it's probably too late to text him right now. I'll text him tomorrow, yeah tomorrow."

"I can't believe I did that," Feliciano said pacing around his room.

"Feli it's okay," Mei said twirling in a chair a bit.

"My apologies," Kiku said quietly. "But what did you do?"

"I, I gave Ludwig my phone number."

"I don't see what is bad with this," Kiku looked at Mei who shrugged.

"Well, it was a spur of the moment thing." Feliciano stopped pacing around. "I figured that there might not be another chance to. I barely know him and I have no idea what he'll do."

"Wait did you tell him?" Mei asked a little nervously.

"Tell him what?" Feliciano took a small step back and looked down.

"About, you know."

"Oh, no," Feliciano sat on his bed and stared out the window. "I'm not ready for that."

Felciano's phone buzzed and he immediately grabbed it. He saw a text but not from Ludwig but from his mother. He sighed and quietly replied to the message. Once he was done he placed the phone back and looked downwards.

"You know he could be tired and be unable to text you," Mei suggested hopefully with a shrug.

"You're probably right," Feliciano placed his phone back and went to his dresser. "I'll just get ready for bed and relax for the rest of the night."

"Hey Ludwig I heard you went out last night," Matthew said walking over with a small stack of books. "Alfred didn't give you too much trouble?"

"Hello Matthew, he was fine," Ludwig greeted him and took the books. "Do these need to be reshelved?"

"Yeah, from the book drop. So did you have a good time last night?"

"It was alright." Ludwig started to place the books on the cart. "We watched a movie and it was pretty decent."

"Cool, cool. Well, I should get back to the front desk."

Ludwig nodded and started pushing the cart. He walked around the building slowly, carefully placing the books back. He looked around the main study area and saw about three people currently. Ludwig didn't mind this, he enjoyed the quiet. In a few minutes, he was able to return the books on the bottom floor and started to work his way up. He looked through the books for what needed to be shelved, before continuing. As the shelves moved on, he left himself getting slower and slower. His mind kept going to the previous night, mostly the young man he met. He pulled out a book about art techniques.

"Of course there's one book on art," he thought to himself before placing it on the shelf but as he passed it by he felt himself smile.

"So how does this look?" Mei asked raising her arms in the air and crossing her legs.

"Perfect." Feliciano started taking pictures.

"What are you guys doing?" Kiku asked walking in the room with a few drinks.

"Hi, sweetie," Mei said taking a drink. "I'm just posing for Feli."

"It's for my Art Anatomy class." Feliciano scrolled through the pictures. "Do you want to pose for some?"

"Uh, no thank you."

"That's alright, I think I have enough." Feliciano placed his phone down and started drawing. "Just need to get these done for Monday."

"Why don't you ask Ludwig for a picture?" Mei giggled a little before stopping. Feliciano felt his cheeks getting warmer as she said that. "You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," Felciano glanced down at his phone for a second. He kept drawing not looking up for a second. He heard a small clank next to him. He didn't bother looking at it. His eyes stayed on the tablet watching the figures come to life. Each drawing was its own artwork. They required their own special care and attention. So much work went into each of them.

"Feliciano." He sat up at the sound of his name. He looked up and saw Kiku standing by his bed. "Oh sorry, I didn't know you were busy. A few of us are going to get some food. Would you like to come?"

"Sure I got some time," Feliciano saved his work and jumped off his bed. He ran over to grab his coat before walking outside.

"You know why can't all of Fall being like this?" Mei asked stretching her arms out and enjoyed the small breeze.

"Because people need something to prepare them for winter!" Someone called from behind her. Feliciano held in his laughter a little.

"Maybe you should have gone somewhere else," Tezera said with a small laugh.

"You know my parents wanted me close by," Mei turned behind her.

Feliciano looked down for a moment. He crossed his arms and ignored the argument starting behind him. There wasn't really much he could add to it. Just had to let to it go over and everyone to calm down. Thankfully by the time they reached the small cafe, everything had calmed down.

"I'm serious Callie got Ripley to go on a tangent for half the class," Toyls said taking a sip of coffee

"Isn't that the third time this month?" Mei asked slightly leaning on her chair.

"It's Ripley she's known for going on tangents," Tezera responded.

"Well, I've never had her before." Mei pouted while Kiku gently patted her on the shoulder.

"Oh Feliciano," Tezera said probably trying to change the subject. "I saw you getting a little friendly with one of Emma's friends."

"I just talked to him a little," Feliciano looked away for a moment. "Nothing wrong with that."

"Are you sure it was just friendly?" Feliciano quickly nodded. Tezera shrugged and picked up her drink. "If you say so."

Feliciano smiled and quietly looked at his phone. Still nothing from Ludwig. He put it back without another word. Maybe he was too forward but he sort of excepted it.

"Hey I'll be at practice be back in a few hours," Alfred said as he walked towards the doors. "Don't party too hard."

"Don't worry I won't," Ludwig responded not looking up from his textbook. He heard the door close but didn't bother looking up. He kept reading until he finished the chapter. Picking up his phone he looked at the time. "How is it only three thirty?"

He put it back on his nightstand and pulled out his laptop. For a few moments, he just stared at the computer screen. He tried changing his position on his bed but nothing work. After a few minutes, he closed it and looked over at the book for the previous night. Slowly he reached over and pulled out the small piece of paper. Slowly he reached for his phone and opened the text messages.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Carefully he dialed the number and waited for a response.