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A piece of folded notebook paper was now staring at me since it was sled across the table. I stared at the piece of paper, then at him. He pretended to be indulged in the cafeteria food. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. He wasn't fooling anyone; the cafeteria food wasn't anything to be excited about. And yet, he still avoided eye contact with me.

I sighed and picked up the note, and carefully unfolded it.

What's your name? Was scrawled in messy handwriting. I picked up a pen from my backpack and scribbled back.

Why do you want to know? You haven't told me yours.

I then passed it back across the table. He eyed it before picking it up and reading what was inside. He gave me a crooked smile and hurriedly wrote something back before sliding it across the lunch table again. I opened it and read the inside.

If we're going to be friends from now on, we should at least know each other's names. I'm Kai

I raised an eyebrow in surprise.

We're friends?

I never had friends before. I was always too strange with my introverted ways.

He took the note and wrote back a reply.

Of course we are. Now stop answering my questions with your own.

I read the note and the corners of my mouth almost turned up. Almost.

Fine. Hi Kai.

He grinned at me for a moment before scribbling down something and looking at me eagerly as I read the note.

It's nice to meet you. Hey, you haven't told me your name yet.

I sighed again. He won't give up will he? I hurriedly wrote my reply when I heard the bell ring and I began to pack up. I stood up without seeing his reaction to the note and left the cafeteria once again. It was strange. I didn't know this person, yet he wanted to be my friend.

My name is Aiko.