"I'm sorry, I took so long." I curved up my lips apologetically, smiling.

Trying to lit up the atmosphere as well mentally hoping he wasn't mad about waiting here outside for me. I stared at him, expecting any reaction other than the slight nod he gave, yet find nothing.

He stands up and starts walking away without uttering a single word. I pay no attention anymore and merely followed him. As far as I know, I could care less with this person's action. Who I am to be bothered in his, we're not that even friends to begin with.

Only I know from him was his name, he is Azazel Blaze Ventrells, a certain black haired boy, a little bit taller than me. He seems to be an introvert, always staying by himself whenever I see him in these past few days. He always wearing that headphones hanging on his neck or the small black earphones inside his pocket.

Other than those things, I know nothing about him. We were classmates before in highschool until now in our first year college. Whenever I tried to read those eyes of his, I cannot read much. He was unreadable, unpredictable and bit of a mystery to me right now. Mayhap, I do not remember any interaction with him from the past years we're classmates.

"Why are you looking?"

"Huh?" I mouthed, then realisation hit me. I didn't noticed, I've been staring at him all this time. "Nothing, I'm thinking, thinking for some things."

After responding, I tried to look around the lobby for familiar face. I want to see someone's very dear, someone who was also studying in this University. But, this is the main campus, seeing her was not picking up a fish in dry land. It likely to be searching for tiny key in the ocean. I mentally sighed, not wanting to feel sad over it. I took a deep breath, let all out the air I could refusing to get depressed.

I miss my best friend. I miss her, where we are side by side together. Her voice, laughter's, smile's and words, even how she get angry.

I miss her.

If maybe she is the one who's here and not him—I cast my sight back to Azazel figure.

We were walking side by side, yet we have a very quiet atmosphere.

Too quiet, for my own liking. I'm afraid, I might die with this awkward silence. I am not used to it, because all of friends I has are boisterous, talkative, and lively souls. They do the talks a lot more than me, yet if I was with my sisters and best friends I can be a chatterbox too. It's not I cannot endure the long filled silence. I can stay quiet for how many hours but if I'm with someone else, I do not know why. That, I'm not comfortable with it.

Azazel and I are strangers, we do not have any interaction way back. In my case, I really have no recollection that being associated myself with him.

I do not know him. He do not know me.

We do not know each other. We are the perfect definition of complete stranger.

Then how come I was walking side by side with him right now? It starts with the first day of school, because the five of us already classmates in highschool the unplanned group was made. Then from that day, we were in each other's company. Making me to associate with them, which an occasionally loner. And then today those three left the two of us to their lunch somewhere.

Results, here I am alone with introvert's boy company.

I don't know if I can call it like that.

Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with this arrangement. But, what about the other party? Is Azazel fine with it? I do not know, when I cannot find a real emotions on him.

"Where are you going to eat?" I asked breaking the silence.

"I will go to the Wei's Place, you?"

"Can I come with you?"I'm little hesitant with those words, I don't even know the Wei's place he was talking about and it's a big what if when this guy shoo me like a dog because he didn't want to be with someone. "I mean, if you don't want–"

"It's up to you." He said.

"Is that so, then I'm coming with you." I bluntly announced, trying to put away the awkward smile. If he didn't like my company, too bad for him. We're stuck together at this moment and it wouldn't kill him just staying with me a little bit longer.

After eating our lunch we have to attend the department's meeting later. I silently wishing the others will show themselves or else they better off dead somewhere, of course, it was a mere jest.

"Are you sure? It's quite far from the department." He informed.

I put up a small smile. "It's fine, I can walk you know."

"Okay," he murmured. "Do you have any umbrella?"

"Umbrella?"

" It's hot outside, the sun's heat are not good for our skin." He explained, I gave him a silent look. Is he waiting for the response with those black orbs staring down at me? I'm afraid he wouldn't get what he wanted to hear. I cannot recall when did the last time I bring one of my umbrella in school.

"I do not have any." I whispered softly, yet enough to be heard.

"Hmn.." Azazel stopped walking, as well making me do the same too.

He took his bag from behind, and then take out the black folding umbrella. It seems he was the kind of person scared to get tanned.

"Let's go." He muttered and opening it above us.

"Ah, yeah." I didn't realized I was staring at him for a moment back there. Maybe because I'm not expecting we will share or he will share his material. Though, l am capable of walking under a blazing heat. Without any umbrella.

"Are you sure?" I can't help asking him my thoughts.