Order is needed

[She wasn’t expecting him to acknowledge her comment, but glad he did. The fact that he was avoiding eye contact irked her, but she accepted it. At least he was talking to her.]

[Somehow he managed to make eye contract with her.  It was difficult for him, but he owed her that much.]

[She could feel a familiar prescence; but when she looked around she didn’t spot a familiar face. Wait. There he was. It was Kakyoin. She didn’t want to believe it, but she knew the teen was avoiding her. She started to walk after him but stopped after a few steps and sighed. As much as she wanted to just leave him be, she had to say something.]

[So much for avoiding contact.  For the most part, he would have probably walked away and payed no regards to what she had said.  But he was the one who set this off, and she was being real sincere about the situation.  The teen stopped and turned his body but made no eye contact with her as he spoke.]

Hm. How do I explain it. Hamon is a fighting style where energy is harnessed from the sun than can be controlled by the user through strategic breathing and… Here let me show you.

[She looks around and decides to send a weak bubble launcher attack at a diving wall a few feet away cracking it down the middle.]

My preferred conductor of hamon is bubbles, but it’s not limited to any specific conductor. All hamon users have their own methods.

[The description she gave about her skill didn't really explain anything to him.  It sounded very odd and non sensible.  It wasn't until she did her trick with the bubble that he fully understood what hamon was.  He is far too familiar with this ability.  Honestly he didn't know how to react.  He didn't think he'd ever meet someone with the same ability.  This is all to overwhelming for him.  He begins to put his stuff away.]

....Uh, yea,  I plan my time...well I guess...I'm...probably the on-only one who does that.  It' not...really necessary.....I'm leaving...I just remember I had something to do else where.

Oh it’s a…It’s like a special skill, don’t worry about it. It’s no big deal.

[She doesn’t really know how to explain what hamon is, but it shouldn’t really be a big problem if she just brushes it off. As he closed his book, Caesar realized that she was probably making it hard for him to study. But her curiosity got the best of her.]

Special skill?  Like what?

[She got a little bit of his attention with that last sentence.  She seems awfully excited about the concept of textbooks, he doesn't understand why though, has she never gone to school?  Not only does she think he's cute but now she thinks he's toned.  This woman is going to death of him.]

Sorry, I guess hamon training has made me more stealthy than I try to be.

A textbook…

[The blonde is intrigued. She sits down next to the teen and looks over at his  book. Were school books always this big? That thing looked like such an inconvenience to carry around all the time.]

Hamon? What are you even talking about?  I've never heard of such thing.

[This hamon must be some word she made up. She's watching him read, and that is making him uncomfortable.  Studying was near impossible now.  He lets out an irritated sigh and closes the book to demonstrate to the other the book in question. A finger points to it.]

[Oh look who it is. She walks up behind the teen and glances at what he’s reading.]

[The teen is too focused in the text that he failed to sense the other approach from behind him.  He jolts up a bit.]

Don't sneak up on people...

[A small tint of pink colored his cheeks.  His gaze returned to the book in question.]

[After recollecting himself once again, he began to speak.]

See? Look at that you’re being cute right now. You’re almost as pink as your own hair.

[When the he looked away she laughed. Teasing him was almost too much fun. But it’s not like she was lying she thought his reactions were adorable.]

[The pink in his cheeks isn't going away as fast as he hoped. How did he end up in a situation like this?  How embarrassing.]

Yes. You’re cuter when you’re angry.

[She gives a small laugh and places her hand on the others shoulder]

[Oh no that comment is causing his body temperature to rise.  He feels the red creeping on his cheeks.  A scowl forms on his face.]

....I'm not cute.

[His features tensed up a little.]

It could have. But what fun is that? I would have said hello back and then we would have sat here in awkward silence knowing that our hello’s weren’t genuine and that we definitely had more smart alec remarks to say to one another but we’re both to stubborn to talk again and would just continue to stew in the excruciatingly awkward silence. At least at this point we’re conversing.

[She stared at him for a second before turning around fully in her seat to face the teen.]

[A chuckle escaped from his lips.  She did have a point, it wasn't like he expected them to have a casual conversation in the first place.  Besides, like she said, that would be boring.]

...You know, even though our past encounters haven't been all that pleasant,  I actually do like you.

[That forced hello was just sad. They’ve only talked to one another two times, what made him find her so unpleasant?]

[At least she doesn't beat around the bush.  He admires the bluntness.  His eyes wander to her's.  A cheeky grin form on his lips.]

[Is that teenager giving her a dirty look? Shit, it was that one teen with the bad attitude. Better keep away from that…but the only open spot in the cafe was right next to where he was sitting…And she had already walked all the way here. She sighed and sat down.]

[From the corner of his eye, he watched as the blond sat next to him.  He's pretty sure she knows its him, she did seem hesitant to take the seat next to him.  A sigh escaped his lips, it seems he will have to be civil.]