1:27 PM - Currently away from school grounds

Y/N: Exactly why are we going for a walk?

Fiora: I believe if we converse while doing something more enjoyable than working, it should hopefully ease the mind a bit as we share our perspectives on the topic at hand.

Once class ended both Y/N and Fiora, also referred to as Ms. Ramos, have been chatting for a bit...At least that's what Fiora has been attempting to do since then. The student himself preferably remained silent while also giving very short and vague responses which led to a dead end, repeatedly to the teacher's dismay. Fiora found it quite strange and yet personally conflicting after learning nothing of the young adult beside her. Surprising in a somewhat bad way, she continued looking for more ways to at least crack an opening where the two could have a little discussion about whatever comes to mind. Y/N on the other hand didn't exactly see much in what would lead from minutes to hours of talking. Sure you could say anything that can easily follow up with a bunch of responses, however between teacher and student, or in this case a woman to what can be considered a minor, it'd be hard to have any comfort in between.

Fiora: Y/N. Talk to me please. We're not in the school anymore and I do want to know more about you as a person rather than just someone who I can easily pull off of my attendance list back at work.

Y/N: You just brought up a task you'd normally do back at school.

Fiora: Listen to me *walks in front of him* I understand that you don't socialize much especially not with adults older than you. Maybe if only this one time could we be that exception. Friends even if we don't share the same interests in life. Regardless whether if you only see me as a teacher *places hands on his shoulders* I still care for my students both on and off school grounds. You however have caught my attention much more than any other student simply due to your very minimal interactions within class.

Y/N: You can't just expect to change a part of who I am both when I'm alone and in society. Sorry if I'm as out-going or always wanting to say something regardless what it would be about. I'm not some depressed kid who sees avoiding people as the only option to get by alright. *removes her hands* I literally spent my life so far enjoying the things I do all the time even if it meant doing it alone.

Fiora: You don't enjoy hanging out with others?

Y/N: I never said that I hate being around people. Sheesh...I'm more...rational...or logical if that's how you'd describe the point I'm making here.

Fiora: Rational? Care to elaborate on this reasoning?

While Y/N thought about how he'll add on to his reply, it didn't go unnoticed that Fiora had placed her hands on his shoulders again. Instead of questioning her sudden habit of needing to hold him, he had decided to not mention nor show awareness toward the feeling of a pair of hands currently caressing him.

Y/N: Sometimes. No. Actually I've always had the thought in mind that unless I'm coming to intentionally start up a conversation, yet while it is very rare, I'd keep to myself knowing I have no real reason to talk. I like to think about what I'd say in a situation though its mainly me being casual since there's no need to add unnecessary hype or suddenly act super enthusiastic.

Fiora: Hmm. Sounds like people in general feel the need to put on an unrealistic quality of themselves for attention. Won't that create bigger problems in mental health towards their future?

Y/N: U-uh.. Maybe? I don't know about that. My point of course is I'd rather think logically even if it means I talk less in general because... well that's me.

Fiora: *worried tone* Y/N...

Y/N: *takes her arms off his shoulders* Aren't we suppose to be relaxing? *walks past her* A bit odd still preferring to question me like we're still in class. Are you sure this isn't a test too? I get I might be the only student today but come on maybe make it fair where at least a portion of the class are present.

After dismissing what would've been a success in hearing him say something more elaborative, Fiora ended up being left behind. On one end, the teacher was glad yet surprised. So many thoughts were brought up in just a few responses making it look as if he could be a genius keeping to himself waiting for the perfect opportunity. On the other hand however, it irritated Fiora to see how evasive he'd proven to be. The main task for the day didn't include anything school related but instead to know the boy even more than just knowing that its her job to teach him. The progress that she had made during the moment before is as of now not enough. Shortly after planning , Fiora caught up with Y/N as he continued walking down the lone path.

Fiora: Come with me. *wraps her arms around his right arm*  

Y/N: W-what? *regains composure* To where is what I mean.

Fiora: *hums* I'd like to find a place to eat. Maybe even after, I'd like for us to look into a relaxing spot. It is getting closer to summer and I feel being outside just a bit before the day is officially over can bring more comfort In knowing I've been away from home longer than expected.

Y/N: Okay then.

The pair continue to walk down the pathway. A memory had sparked in Y/N from the way his teacher held his arm which did remind him of a familiar . This memory that had reappeared was of a different girl he had met when he was younger before coming across others. It took place during the night aside from the boat ride, he had met someone unintentionally as she struggled to walk up the steps in her heels with such a long dress. After helping her, Y/N walked off to watch the flow of the ocean at the end of the boat. Not too long since the interaction a pair of arms had wrapped around his right causing him to turn around seeing the same girl he helped up the steps. Not questioning the reason why Y/N had instead walked around the boat with her holding onto him tightly as if they were a pair since the beginning of the late night trip. They danced, ate together, chat for a little alone with each other. Some would picture the two if not already, then soon to be a couple that have just met. Yet after returning back home, Y/N hadn't thought much of it except for saying "it was a nice ride." then going to bed. Since then he hasn't looked back at it. 

Just what is it that Fiora has in mind?