Definitely.

He took her hand, and grinned. She returned the grin full-heartedly, and finally looked towards the front of the room. Seems the teacher was just arriving, one known as Vabash. It was their first class of the day, none other than good ole' Science. One of his favorite classes, if anything because it broke the mold of lethargy. Especially with Vabash. The man always looked half-dead, with dark circles all around his eyes and a tired smile. However, he was still a damn good teacher.

That being said, despite the fact that this particular class was rather interesting, with Vabash explaining how fuckin' science works, Emil was still completely distracted.

Why, you may ask? Well, because of his new friend. The girl that had barely moved from her spot besides him, a mere two inches apart. He was... studying her, so to speak. Observing like he often did. Whenever he had free time, he liked to observe the people around him. And she, was special. Something about her told him so. She stood out to him, a shining beacon of... Difference.

And he... Honestly loved it. He was taking quite the liking to this girl already, and the way she smiled whenever she caught him staring didn't help, either. Nor the way she rested her cheek against her hand, puffing and deflating it whenever she was concentrating, or biting her lip whenever she solved a problem.

And so, he spent that class with Mia, the new, and confusing addition to his life.

And so, he spent the day with her, laughing, talking, and with a sprinkle of outrageous flirting from both of them. It was so utterly bizarre to him, but he did not mind one bit. She was refreshing, she was... Just so different.

He liked different.

The classes drew on, and it was now lunch time. Hanging out together, they sat down at his usual bench. It was empty. It always was. Sitting down together, they kept talking. About nothing in particular, simply learning each other.

Her favorite color was black and red, his were black and blue. She liked rock, alt, and techno-mixes. He liked metal, psyche, and more orchestral stuff. She often played shooters and JRPGs, he often played ARPGs, fighting games, racers, puzzle games, adventure games... You get the point.

She was alone. Weird, strange.

So was he.

Looking at her once more, he couldn't help but feel his face tingle with excitement. Like his lips couldn't resist curling into a smile.

However, he was interrupted by a sudden clatter in the cafeteria, and looking up, he would soon be surprised.

But by what?