"Hi, Uriyu." A young woman approached a much older Uriyu (than the previous chapter) smiling and waving with a bounce to her steps, she was average in about as many aspects as one could imagine, a plain brunette, plain hairstyle, plain clothes even for college standards, and her appearance, her curves, her attitude, everything screamed average.
"Anne," Uriyu looked up from his studies and smiled at her, closing his book as she leaned over the table and kissed him. "You don't have any classes today, what're you doing here-"
"Yo, dude what's up?" A young man approached next, and behind him another male came walking in and waving.
"Yang, and even Steven too? I haven't seen either of you in days, what's going on, did I forget my birthday or something?" Uriyu asked, picking at his hair confused and checking the date on his phone as his two friends and girlfriend sat around him.
