Every day, during math class, the class before lunch, you sit next to Yuki. Today he seemed different, glancing at you more, slightly turning his paper more in your sight every time you try to copy off his work discretely. He turns slightly in his seat to face you, speaking in a soft but clear voice while fidgeting with his hoodie string "I noticed you don't sit with anyone at lunch. Would you like to join me? I know a quiet spot where we can talk."
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