"…Vash!" you cried as you ran as fast as you could in your school leather shoes, no matter your skirt was flapping about because of the wind, towards an astute, healthy, economically smart young man with Handsome short blonde hair up to his shoulders and emeralds eyes who was currently reading a book under a tree.
"Ah, ___." He said, his emerald eyes looking up from his book towards your direction once he heard you call him, he then stiffly shifted a little to the side so you could sit down. He quickly checked his pocket and sighed in relief.
What? It could have been a thief!
You smiled once you arrived in front of him and plopped down next to him with a happy sigh; and of course happy with the cute, stiff-looking gesture.
Why wouldn't you?
Your least favourite subject had just finished and now you could spend time with your Swiss boyfriend during school lunch break-
Yes, boyfriend, thi