"Hey, Kirkland?" Arthur heard a voice from behind him.
"What the hell do you want?" He growled as he turned, and was surprised to see the same French student he'd insulted.
"Bonjour. I am Francis," Francis smiled at him after lunch had ended.
"Uh...hi. I-I'm Arthur..." He said, softly, surprised that the new student was talking to him, despite him being so rude.
"I'm sorry for bugging you this morning," Francis apologized.
"N-no, don't apologize. I was the one being rude," Arthur said.
"Well...I was wondering, I've been told my next class is with you. Will you please take me?"
"Alright. Follow me, frog," Arthur said, and they walked to their French class together.

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After their class, Arthur and Francis had spoken more, and fought as well. They got along, yet didn't at the same time, and it was new, and it was intriguing. Arthur wondered if he may be able to see the colours of the world soon.

((A/N: very short. I'm sorry.))