And so, he found home.

Two souls, one tree

It was a late, spring's day. Sonoya Axslove had exited St.Nofonia's highschool, sneaking out a few minutes early to the bell, so he could reserve his usual spot underneath the cherry blossom tree, outside of the school. there were tables within 30 feet of the tree, but it was nicer under there, not one single soul would ever bother him...until today. As Sonoya sneaked out of the window of an abandoned classroom that he'd gone to, he faltered, staring at the person from a distance, underneath the tree. Sonoya fell, falling onto the grass beneath him. He calmly stood up, brushing off his uniform and striding over to the tree. "Excuse me, but what are you doing outside of the school? It's still in session, y'know." Sonoya said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "I would ask you the same thing. Further more, what makes you think you have the authority to tell me off, Junior?" He glared at the boy before him. He must've been a senior, but he didn't look it. Not much taller than him, the man sat under the tree, still reading the book he held in his hands. "Fine." Sonoya muttered, sitting under the tree, and taking out his sketchbook. The boy's attention drew to the pages he flipped through, finally reaching a blank, new canvas of paper. "Can you stop staring?" Sonoya hissed, glaring at the boy. "Sorry--ehm---i'm Marius." He awkwardly stuttered out, still trying to meet Sonoya's eyes. "Okay." Sonoya replied, looking back at his sketchbook, lightly scribbling the base of a person. "So, what's your name then?" Marius inquired, still awkwardly trying to keep conversation flowing. "Sony." Sonoya muttered, Paying more attention to the music blasting in his left ear. "Well, nice to meet you. I don't believe i've seen you before, are you new?" Sonoya glared. "No." He answered, continuing to draw. "Is that Sedikkon? I love that band!" His eyes lit up, as he finally looked at Marius. "You do? I've never met someone who listened to it.." Sonoya trailed off, looking at Marius with newfound interest. "Yup! I've been listening to it since I was like, nine." "Wow...that's impressive." And then, they continued talking for the afternoon. They chatted as they walked home, bed farewell, and split paths.