You're an orphan at Sun Garden. You practically hated everyone and liked to be left alone. Then, when you were ten, a new boy was brought in. He was a year older than you, or so you heard.
When you were walking around the orphanage lost in your thoughts, you came past the soccer field. Normally it was empty, but this time that new boy was playing soccer on it. Mostly keeping the ball in the air, but every now and then he let it fall on the ground and dribbled a bit.
You slowly made your way to the edge of the slope. There you sat down and watched him play. You actually kept sitting there until the sun started setting, that was when he finally noticed you.
"What do you want?" he asked as your head snapped from the setting sun to him. He had picked up his soccer ball and held it under his arm, shooting you a glare.
"Nothing. Is it too much to ask to just sit here and think? I do that here all the time." you glared back at him. He looked taken aback and then looked down, kicking up some dust.
"You're the new kid, right?" you leaned your head on your hand as you gave him a bored look.
"I guess," he said, not looking up.
"Then, allow me to give you some friendly advice."
Now he looked up, giving you a questioning look.
"Nobody likes soccer here at the moment, so you'll be on your own. This field only gets used in the winter for the huge, annual snowball fight." you waited for his expression to change, but when it didn't, you added, "So don't start acting all popular."
"I won't act all popular."
"Not?" you raised an eyebrow in scepticism.
"Why would I? I play soccer, because.. I love it." he sounded rather unsure about that statement, but in his eyes you saw that he meant it. So you did the first thing that came to your mind, you laughed your heart out. He got beet red and got even less certain about his case. You managed to stop yourself from laughing and walked down the slope.
"I'm [L/n] [F/n]," you said when you reached him, holding out your hand towards him. He looked doubtfully at it for a moment and then took it.
"Kariya Masaki," he said, examining you.
"Good." you nodded.
The two of you stood there in silence, not letting go of each other's hand and looking at the other with as much seriousness as you had in you.
"Masaki! [F/n]! Do you have any idea how worried Hitomiko-nee is?"
The two of you couldn't let go of each other faster and you looked up. Hiroto and Midorikawa were smiling, obviously glad to see you in one piece.
"Come on." Hiroto motioned for you to get up the slope and face the wrath of Hitomiko.
You had been grounded for two weeks and so had Kariya, but the two of you had been friends ever since.