— ;;✿ ”Ah, Kuwata-kun!” The programmer’s lips curled up into a smile, the anxiety fading out of his eyes as he took a step back. He looked up at the taller male, letting out a relieved exhale that he hadn’t run into a complete stranger. It was a bit strange, seeing such a familiar face after the time his eyes had been void of the red head’s grin. Of course it wasn’t unwanted. “Not particularly!”
"A-Are you busy?… If not maybe we could c-catch up?"
░▒ ┗ ◍ ┓— The suggestion lit sparks of excitement in the redhead’s eyes and caused his lips quiver slightly; something among the lines of ‘great minds think alike’ was on the tip of his tongue but he managed to hold back from speaking his mind out loud albeit it was difficult to restrain his enthusiasm. After you spend quality time in several hospital beds and can’t move a muscle or even wake up - the chances your fellow classmates would survive this fucked-up game of kill or be killed are extremely low. While Leon preferred not to reopen old wounds and bring the topic up, he was curious about the little programmer he barely knew. The baseball-player cupped his own chin and rolled his eyes, attempting to give out a very-thoughtful look before replying,
— “Mmm, weeell… I could always spare some time for you.”, the serious expression he tried to put on certainly didn’t last long and his old smile broke through once again. It was painfully obvious that he was just teasing and had nothing better to do — not that he was going to admit that so openly.
— “Got any place in mind you’d like ta go to? Café… park…?”, the list could go on but those two options seemed to be the quietest areas possible to converse in. Needless to mention that they sounded much more comfortable than casually chatting in the middle of a street.