Ayato's POV

As I parted with the group I looked at the time, noticing it was an hour before classes began. I took this as an opportunity to look around more outside the school. Walking along the path I noticed a gardening area, and immediately walked over to it - gardens meant all sorts of insects after all.

I looked around the garden, searching for some uncommon insects, rather then the normal ones you find everywhere. After scanning a few of the plants I noticed a family of interesting looking beetles living on a strawberry bush and walked over to it, beginning to watch the beetles. They would clamber on top of each other and walk over the strawberries, though seemed to prefer to stay on the ones closer to the ground.

I must have gotten lost in my thoughts again as I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Excuse me, could you please move?" A voice said.

Amao's POV

I walked over to the gardening club's area in order to collect some fruits for my sweets and browsed the different options. I glanced at a list I had made in order to remember what I had planned to bake and saw that I had everything I needed except some strawberries.

Walking over to the strawberry patch, I noticed the new boy crouched down and watching something on the strawberries very intently. As I got closer I saw that he was watching a family of creepy crawlies. He seemed very enamoured with the insects, closing inspecting their every move. It was kind of cute, like a child finding everything natural in the world new and exciting. I smiled softly at the sight.

Remembering that I wasn't here to stare at hot men I tapped his shoulder and asked him to move so I could get my strawberries.

"My apologies, I was lost in thought," He said, stepping back from the patch and I picked a few strawberries from the bush.

"No worries, I see you like watching the beetles?" I responded turning to look at him with a smile.

Ayato's POV

I nodded to the man's question as he smiled at me. His smile made me feel... safe.

"Well, I'm sorry for interrupting," he apologised.

"It's quite alright. I'm Ayato Aishi by the way, what is your name?" I asked, politely holding out my hand.

"I'm Amao Odayaka, nice to meet you," he said, shaking my hand gently.

We began to talk, and I learned more about him. He was the leader of the cooking club and had been for over a year. He preferred to make cakes and treats over meals but loved to do both. He was also very gentle with every sentence.

Before we knew it the bell for class rang.

"Oh! Time definitely flies... I'll see you later, Ayato! You should come by the cooking club later," Amao smiled, before heading to class.

I soon did the same, heading to my own classroom.