The sun kept on shinning its rays in the area without a single cloud in sight. Silver hair kept on swaying with the slight, breeze along with his scarf. Small droplets of water kept on sliding from his forehead to his cheek. Heat was not a great idea for someone who grew up with ice. Light was suddenly blocked; surprised for him to open his eyes. He opened to come in contact with an old friend. "You'll dehydrate just from relaxing in this heat." He offered a hand with a water bottle in the other. "Gouenji-kun..."
Fubuki took a hold of his hand; Gouenji pulled him up but too hard. Their noses touched for a second or two before they both looked away from each other. Their faces were red but not from the heat though. Fubuki felt a tap on her shoulder; he turn to see the bottle in front. He took the bottle from him and started to slowly sit back down. He offered some to Gouenji but didn't want any at the moment. After a while he sat down next to Fubuki.
Fubuki's P.O.V.
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