Kai's pretty sick of instant noodles.
High school isn't a bed of roses for Sei, Kai is misunderstood, there are too many gardeners and not enough flowers and it all really sucks, damn it.
Sei ponders mirrors, football and Kai.
Ichika can keep thinking all she wants, but her thoughts always circle back to the same thing.
This never happened.
Warning: Dark. A drabble.
It's not quite love at first sight, or, at least, it's not mutual. Sei meets Kai.