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Anton entered the computer room, which was his final class for today. So far, it's been pretty lonely, but he was sure that after school, he'll be able to spot some friends to hang out with. he took a seat and turned on the computer.

Slowly, Kiku glided into the room. Computers, one of Kiku's favorite classes of the day. Making his way silently to his seat, he glanced about the room. It was quite empty once again. Most of the seniors never cared to attend this class. He disregarded it. He had no care for them anyhow. Setting his shoulder bag down next to his chair, he quickly logged onto the computer, pulling out a small flash drive with Japanese characters on it. This class always gave him enough time to work on and around his new game design peacefully, his fingers clacking at the keys on the keyboard vigorously.

After a few minutes, the Asian sighed. Although this was his favorite class, he had to admit it was pretty boring in here. Looking around once more, he saw only a few students he would recommend socializing with. One in particular, though, seemed to want attention more than anything: the Spaniard. Antonio-san looks a little depressed... With a small wave of his hand toward Antonio, he came to realize something. What was he going to talk about?

Kiku, in response, put his hand down once the Spaniard noticed him. Being the antisocial he was, he didn't reply at first, folding his hands nervously in his lap, quietly looking at the floor. Speaking out right was strange and hard for the Asian. What to say, what to say?

Coming back to his senses, he looked back up to meet his eyes once again, replying, "Konnichi wa, Antonio-san." As he said this, he bowed his head a little in respect for the other country. Kiku continued, "I am fine, arigato. What about you?" Mentally, Kiku was cursing at himself. He sounded so.. awkard. It's just a conversation with a peer. How hard can this be? A small sigh left his lips, fidgeting with his watch. How much more awkward could he make this?

Kiku jumped at the sudden contact from Antonio, finding his face turning a slight pink. "I-I know that..." he mumbled, trying to get Antonio's arm off of him. His comfort and trust levels were really low, not really having to be in contact with many other countries. Scooting his chair a little bit away, he glanced up at the Spaniard, a side lesser known to others showing; he was more shy than nervous. Now he remembered why he didn't talk to others much...

A small sigh of relief left his mouth, having averted his gaze to his lap. Replying softly, he told him, "It's quite alright. No need to feel bad, Antonio-san. I have a bad habit of freaking out over every little touch. I should be the sorry one." Bows his head apologetically, turning back to his screen. "I'm bad with people," he admitted, not looking at the Spaniard. "I don't always talk but you looked like you need to talk to someone." A small smile plays on his lips, going over some codes on his computer. A rare smile, but a good one.

Hardly have any friends? That was a bit hard to believe. Antonio has seen Kiku hang out with Ludwig and Feliciano in the past, he was certain that they were his friends. He turned his head and saw one of his younger brothers greeting him "Hola, Romero. How have you been? I haven't seen you since last night."

{Out Of Madrid:}

Looking to his computer screen, he decided to focus on it rather than the two beside him. In response to Romero, he nodded his head silently, again hacking away at the keyboard with swift fingers. He was not one to keep a conversation for long. He was quietly listening as the two spoke amongst themselves, until finally, the other brought the conversation to him once again. Averting his gaze to his keyboard, he gave a small sigh.

"I have been fine, arigato," he told him, fiddling with his watch again. "It has been a while." Kiku turned his head slightly toward Romero to speak directly toward him. He pondered on what to say, noticing him complaining once again. He added, "Does your neck hurt? If you would like me to, I could look at it. I can offer a massage." Suddenly, at the realization of what he said, he turned away, pink in the face. What he said sounded so.. creepy. Kiku mentally slapped himself. Why am I even speaking!? Don't reply, don't reply, don't reply...