"Keito!" Ryosuke called out, before Keito turned around, and realized that the said boy was walking towards him, as he wrapped his neck around with his winter scarf. "Let's go," Ryousuke muttered, before two of them started to pace themselves towards Jimusho.
It was end of the year, and it was snowing. The wind was hovering the snows very strongly, and Ryousuke was shivering slightly. Keito have grabbed onto Ryousuke's hand, and made themselves walked towards Jimusho faster- so that Ryousuke would not catch a cold.
"Good morning!" Keito shouted, as he opened the dressing room's door hard, and walked inside. Yabu came over to him, and without answering, Keito have already poured himself a cup of hot milo, and walked over to the door, before he placed his hands over Ryousuke's shoulders, and passed him the milo.
"Yama-chan? What happened?" Yabu asked, obviously worried when he saw the said boy walking in, his hands shivering terribly. Keito have urged Ryousuke to settle down in the chair, and Keito have took out his scarf, and put it onto Ryousuke's neck.
"It's too cold outside," Keito replied. "Thanks, Keito," Ryosuke smiled, as he looked over to Keito.
Yuto, who was at the corner of the room, his eyes never left the pair that came in. He curse and swore. Why wasn't he beside Ryousuke?
Why is Ryousuke avoiding him that much?
Ryutaro, who was just beside Yuto, saw the expression placed onto his face. He know clearly that Yuto likes Ryosuke. He looked over, and saw Keito touching Ryousuke's face.
Ryutaro's heart flinched slightly. What was that?