Ｔａｐｅ Ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｔｈｅ Ｇａｒｄｅｎ

3// Distance

Hearing such a call, especially out the blue, had caught you unexpectedly. You didn't expect the person to just call up to you to sit down. Then again, they might have noticed you were staring and tried to break the tension. In an attempt to save yourself, you entered your, not vacant haven, and took a seat quite far from the person who called out to you. they had pitch-black hair, almost like a mullet? No, that's not a way to describe it. In short, you liked their hair. It looked sharp, but if you were to touch it, maybe

Just maybe it wouldn't be so sharp. Maybe soft. Like a pillow. a cloud? Like anything honestly. The idea of it made you smile, but you were able to avert your eyes for the time being. It did feel quite awkward at first. You didn't take anything out, afraid that you'll probably be judged. You didn't know this person. They could be a child murderer for all you know! You were alert, but not on that alert. What if they were a murderer? Wouldn't be so bad. not like anyone would notice except for your parents of course. Yikes.

"The rain is nice this time of year." The person spoke. You turned to them, seeing as they began to put away their food. Examining the uniform more, you were sure they were from U.A. That school seemed to interest you quite a little, with recent news and sports festival coming to light. Still, you never expected to see a student in the middle of a park, eating breakfast on a rainy day. And talking to you? Almost feels like you were in a story. A story... setting aside the thought, you nodded your head in agreement to his words.

"I agree. It's quite pleasant and calming. But sometimes the sun is rather good too."

"Ah. Can never have too much sun. Still. The rain will always be more favored. Look at the time though...I better head back soon" you heard the stranger mumble. You took another glance, only to see him staring at his phone as if he was reading an important email. Since when were U.A kids able to leave this early in the morning. You assumed they would have early classes or even some sort of elite morning training. You weren't sure how the school worked anyways.

"I see. Well, safe travels back to school." You told him. While you were quite happy you could eat your morning sweets, you were kind of hesitant to truly let him go without any information or name. 'I'm not gonna pry someone for their name. I'm not crazy!' Was your first thought. We'll soon see about that. Taking a deep breath, you turned to the stranger but when you did he was gone. Must've left when you were too busy questioning your sanity for asking someone's name. You rubbed your temples and looked into your bag. Sweets, just for you.

You took a small bite of your chocolate, the sweet flavor had washed most of your worries away. Milk chocolate was your favorite, but of course dark or white chocolate couldn't hurt. Sweets for breakfast were one of the things that had to be done on your end. It was addicting, like coffee, though you weren't addicted to coffee. It was good for the most part, but you can live without it. Now back to your sweets. The addicting taste and bar of energy almost distracted you from the fact that you had school. Almost. You grabbed your things and left soon after.