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The first time he saw Makoto at the coffee shop he couldn’t look away. Haruka was sitting at a table opposite of the window. His favorite seat-the one by the window- was currently taken by Makoto. As always, Haruka had his sketchbook and pencil with him. He hadn’t left his dorm without it since he’d made the move to Tokyo for university. There was so much to draw in Tokyo! One of his favorite past times was to sit and people watch. Haruka wasn’t one for going out and interacting with strangers. In fact, he hadn’t really made any new friends since arriving in Tokyo. “Well there’s Kise,” he thought to himself. “But Kise is more of an acquaintance than a friend.” His favorite place to people watch was the coffee shop. He would sit there for hours with his pencil and paper sketching the happenings of the shop- couples snuggling on the couch, a businessman getting his morning coffee on his way to work, a student from one of Tokyo’s universities who liked to spend her afternoons typing away at her laptop- all had been added to Haruka’s sketchbook. It’d only been a couple of weeks since he’d arrived and his sketchbook was almost completely filled.
He was glad for the change of scenery from his hometown of Iwatobi. Back home he had filled numerous sketchbooks through out his childhood. He knew every part of his hometown, from the high school, to the old abandoned swim club, to the ocean. He’d drawn every face of every person in that town. By the time he was old enough to leave for university he knew two things:
1) He was going to become an artist.
2) He was ready for a change in scenery.