Emil had been walking home, school now being over. 'Today had to be the most stressful day ever. That new kid is really tiring' the young Icelandic sighed at his thoughts.
"Hey, Emil wait up," a voice said, a hand being set a set on his shoulder causing the the light haired man to squeak and aim a hit at the strangers face. "Woah, calm down man,"
The Icelandic finally calmed and looked at who had approached him. "Oh it's just you," he muttered looking at Leon. "You scared the hell out of me you know that?" He questioned pointing a finger at the man as he adjusted his backpack.
"Actually, I do know that by the way you nearly hit me as well as screamed like a little girl," he smirked and took Emil's hand into his own. "Now then, back to my point of being here-,"
"Wait. Did you really just call me a little girl? I did not scream like that, idiot,"
"Oh c'mon drop that already. I need to tell you something im-,"
"No you drop it. I'm done here Leon," he glared at him. "Just stay the hell away from me, you bastard," the Icelandic turned and stomped away from the other in anger.
Leon stood in his place completely astonished at Emil's outburst. "But Emil...,"
