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          "Ah.... What might you be doodling, my good man?" Chris chuckled softly, folding his arms over his chest. Chris was probably the only one who could catch Seto off guard, with is light foot steps and quiet arua. It was almost like the man was a ghost or some sneaky animal. Sure Seto had the power of hearing even a bug crawl, but sometimes when he was lost in thought, he'd forget to hear or focus.

The sound of Chris's voice made Seto's cheek flush a soft pink color as he looked up smiling. "Good morning, Sinclair." Handing Chris's his note pad, all it had was music notes and no lyrics. Some notes where off the chart lines and others were upside down or right side up. None of his music ever made since to people, even his music teacher had hard times of understanding. But the only thing that mattered what that he himself understood it all.

"I know you made the twins and I something so tell me, what highly delicious cuisine you brought with you today?" Chris cheerfully said, his stomach starting to growl as he sat down next to Seto comfortably. The sound of the mans stomach made Seto giggle, shuffling his hand away inside his bag, starting to pull out the baked goods.

"Well...it's corn dog muffins. I hope that it's ok." Blushing more feeling a little shy, he opened the container to offer Chris some. He always did love feeding Chris, seeing his reactions to Seto's cooking was always so cute. "There is plenty so have as much as you like."

But before Chris could respond Sorin had snuck up on him "Boo!" Sorin yelled, wrapping himself around Chris' shoulders and his legs around his waist.

Smiling softly, Seto put down the container onto the bench, taking his book back from Chris so that it wouldn't fall. "Morning Silivasi, you too hungry?" He said to Sorin, but lifted his hand to wave ever so softly at Adrian, as if to say good morning to him too.

The twins were the first friends he had ever made in school. The others would mostly, stay away from Seto, knowing he is the son of Kito, it was hard to be friends with a Teacher's son. But he was fine by it, it left him to his studies and his music. He wasn't sad about not having friends or anything, he actually sat back and enjoyed watching others and their lives fly past with fun, drama, sadness, happiness, it just went on and on. Seto felt like he was in it without being close to it. So in a way everyone was like secret friends of his. He grew to know almost everything about everyone. Even though he has only been in high school for about a year or two, it was still easy.

In the end, he did end up with a few great friends, it's something that he'd always put first, before himself. Seto was only afraid of one thing when t came to his friends, and that was of himself. What if they got hurt or something bad happened to them. Seto would snap and he doesn't know what would happen. He wishes he would never have that happen.

Rubbing his cheek softly, his smile slowly dropped. He could hear the sound of soft music in the air, it was distant, but he could hear it as if it was right next to him. Looking around from where he sat the music suddenly stopped. It was odd, it didn't even come from the school music room, sure there was someone playing there, but this was different. He felt as if he had heard the tune before, but couldn't remember where from.