On numerous occasions, Kenya sat at my table because he was too lazy to walk over to his own. (He certainly lacked in showing his 'undying determination' and 'unmatched speed.')
Most of the time, our lunch time discussions came to revolve around Shiraishi. Somehow.
"Kenya, is there a reason Shiraishi always walks so close to me in the hallways?" I asked one day, making Kenya choke on his food. I wasn't sure if this was due to the fact that I'd said something suggestive or he just ate too fast.
"I think you're delusional, ."
He resumed eating at his ridiculously breakneck pace.
"Then why—"
"And you're as plain as day. I don't know what Shiraishi could possibly—I have no idea what you're talking about."
I frowned. "Don't you."
He frowned back. "I don't."
"Aren't you really close with Shiraishi?" I asked.
"Aren't you?" He asked back.
"I don't know. I like Shiraishi."
Kenya gave me a critical eyebrow. "In what way?"
"I think he's a lovely person."
Most likely he rephrased that line in his head to suit his own secret satisfaction.
I circled back to the original topic. "So, why does he do it?"
"Let's just say you can expect him to walk a lot closer to you now."
"I don't get it. Why?"
"Partly because now, you've given him permission."
"I'm sensing an 'and' in your statement."
"And partly because your hair's too short."
It clicked.
Ribbon: I quickly wrote and coded this before work because I was having fun with writing extras. I don't really have that much to say, but I kind of wanted to tie up loose ends. Sort of. This is my way of tying up loose ends. -laughs- So here we up. Hope it was okay!