"There you are! What the hell is wrong with you?" Nassor gave a deep sigh and swivelled his chair around to face his accuser.
"Please keep your voice down Toshiaki; this is the library after all." A lesser man may have run from the glare he received. But the two had known each other for nearly nine years; and glares between them were more common than hellos, it meant very little by this point. Nassor attempted to turn back to the book he'd been reading but Toshiaki grabbed the arms of his chair and pulled him in so close that their noses were almost touching.
"Why have you been avoiding me?" he asked with a snarl in his voice "I know we usually try to spend as little time together as possible, but we've managed just fine with having to spend at least two hours a day together for the past few weeks. Do you really find my company so abhorrent that you've forgotten that we have a major English assignment due next week?" the fire in the other boy's eyes sent a shiver down Nassor's s