Yearning, Wanting, Longing.

Chapter 2

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• desolation

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Ah, there it was. The school bell had finally rung, meaning that class was now in session. Sirius and Ace had locked the school gate, in order to prevent anyone else from entering and anyone else leaving.

"Whew! I'm tired." Ace says, yet, the energetic smile on his face says otherwise. The ravenette scoffed playfully, he replied: "With that smile on your face, I doubt it."

The blonde, in turn, let out a laugh. Turning his head away from Sirius's direction, looking up front.
"I guess I know why, my smile is pretty enthusiastic, that's why I'm so charming." The blonde bragged, putting both his hands on his hips.

"Oh please, you? Charming? Those two words don't go good together, you know." The taller teased, ruffling his bestfriend's hair. "Wah? Hey! I just fixed my hair." He complained, pushing Sirius's hand away and fixing his hair once more.

"Oh please, even if you fix your hair, you still look like a mess." Sirius joked, his words were followed by a small chuckle. Amused, he definitely was — he turned his heel, heading to their classroom.

Once they finally got there, they sat in their seperate seats, only a few feet away from each other. Sirius was sitting in the middle, third row. Meanwhile, Ace on the other hand was sitting at front row.

Sirius placed his head in his palm, quietly, his mind dozed off elsewhere. His thoughts were filled with something, someone. A nice day dream of him and that person holding hand in hand under the dim moonlight.

Although, his daydreams were soon interrupted by his teacher, Ms. Valenzuela's question for him. "Mr. Kale what happens when you mix carbon fiber and titanium together?"

Immediately, he was snapped out of his trance, his gaze now on Ms. Valenzuela.
He stood up, and answered: "when you combine both, both parts will approach maximum yield strength and fail at a similar amount of total strain."

He says, his teacher, in turn, clapped her hands. Praising him with a smile. "Good job, Mr. Kale!" She congratulated.

Once again, silent whispered were heard among the atmosphere of the classroom. Kids when talking badly of him behind his back, while the others praised him.

And Ace was one of the people praising him, inside the blonde's mind, he thought — "Rius is seriously smart, even without reviewing, he knows what to answer. That's my bestfriend for ya!" As he gazed at Sirius's figure.

The ravenette sat back down on his chair, fixing his posture as he began listening to Ms. Valenzuela instead of daydreaming of himself with that person.

A specific brunette scoffed quietly at the back. Her eyes rolling the moment the teacher praised Sirius's intelligence. Murmuring under her breath.

"He won't be so smart after his mind gets clogged up with dirty toilet water." And with those words, she sent the tall male a glare. A deathly stare. She utterly despised this boy, though, she has no clear reason as to why she does.

Class resumed as usual, nothing out of the ordinary. It ended smoothly, and when lunch had begun, Sirius was waiting for Ace to finally finish packing his stuff.

Then, the brunette had made her
way over to where Ace's seat was. She poked the blonde's shoulder, flashing him a smile. "Hey, Ace! Can I talk to you for a second? Without Sirius?"