<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">The shut door of the room made it a paradise--no ridiculous lurking parents around to ruin their conversation.<br/><br/>"I probably wouldn't be able to focus much on studying anyways. I know my parents feel I need to. It's not like I want to upset them. I just don't think it's going to change much at this point. I'll get into the university I want, I'm pretty sure, so I don't know why they keep pushing so much," Ito confessed. He hesitated and said, "Sorry if me being here made your parents act weirdly. I don't know why they do that when I come over. I don't mean to be a cause of them bearing down on you more."<br/><br/>He did let a small smile crest his face, and he said, "I <em>do</em> want to play some more Smash at least, if you're still up for it. Remember, according to CalebCity, no matter who we main, we're terrible people." Then a bit of a laugh from Ito--it was easy to make that joke when both young men felt like their parents were criticizing them or bearing down on them too much. <br/><br/>He flopped down on the floor; Ito was the sort of person who liked to sprawl out to play games when he could, and his thin gangly limbs made him look just a tad awkward. Ito never seemed to know how to relax in a way that looked natural; it was as if he just wasn't used to relaxing. In part, that was true--he was always working out, being made to study, going somewhere, working--that sort of thing.<br/><br/>A hint of melancholy overcame him as he booted up another round of Smash and selected his playable character.<br/><br/>"Do you think we'll get many more days like this one, Ryuu? I'm going to miss this."<br/><br/>It was the closest he'd come to really talking about the problem of separate universities. The closest he'd come to hinting at how much he valued this time alone with Ryuu.<br/></span>