Even the warmest of days with the hottest of suns would first start with a cold breeze that envelop it. During today's early morning, a young man would be awake and ready, had already woken up an hour before the sunrise, shaved and showered. When he started his jog around the town, he would eventually came across the festival square.

With light blue haze of the early morning, birds tweeting and trees moving gently with the breeze, the town square in preparation would look as if no crazy festival would be held there. The old and young men and women together carrying wooden planks and other tools around, hammering of nails echoing in the streets, the stalls would be built. A small girl, who André assumed to have fire magic, was blowing holding her hands under a tea urn, blowing sparks to light the stove beneath it. Pausing his jog here, the young man would spend some time helping the stalls to be built. Yet the scale of the festival would make him unable to see all of it. Rejecting any rewards, he would quickly run back to his apartment, while mentally mapping the part of the square he was at to come back to it later.

And so he did, after spending some time home doing chores and reading, he wore a beige linen shirt that only had three collar buttons, all of them left open for the weather was warm. Folding the sleeves of the shirt thrice each, he revealed his semi-muscular arms. Underneath, he wore brown jeans, and black dress shoes. To finish it all off, he wore his beige flat cap that went well with his shirt. He was ready. Surely a kimono would suit better since he had already seen some couples, but the young man didn't have one, nor the interest in buying one.

With a half brisk pace, he made his way to the festival and sat on a beverage stand. He wasn't the biggest fan of cafes and such places, but knowing that these stands were people from the community sharing their own goods made him feel good two folds. Across the stand he was sitting was a sweets stand. While drinking a glass of sparkling water with lime, he turned his head around to face some noises he heard. Three people stood there, all looking relatively younger than himself; two boys and one girl. The boys were tall in height, in fact the blonde one was pretty much the same height as André himself. The girls was however much shorter in comparison. The blue haired boy was shorter than the blonde one, and unlike the blonde who seemed manly in some aspects, the blue haired one had a much more different aura to him, something elegant- maybe even pretty.

André was witnessing an accident, the blue haired one and the girl were falling. Thinking it was almost cute and normal for such a festival. He started to gently scratch the part between his nose and upper lift, as he would do when entertained as a tic, he saw something that caused his eyes to grow big. The same little fire mage girl from the morning was running towards the three, holding a small ball of fire that didn't look like she could manage control over, yelling people to get out of the way.

"Careful!" André shouted at the three and got up from his bar stool, but he was too far away to do anything.

With the relief of no harm coming to any of the parties around, André couldn't help but exhale deeply, without realizing he had been holding in ever since he saw the girl running towards them. Smiling, he turned around and change the straw of his drink and quickly made his way next to the crowd. Kneeling down, he offered his drink to the small girl who was calmed down by the blonde boy. "Here you go," he told her. The girl, who still seemed to be shocked just gulped as she looked at André with big eyes. She had a pointy face, with red hair that fit with her magic, strands of hair that probably got dirty from playing all day on the festival square flowed down, he sweat sticking them to her face. "It's okay, you can take it," André insisted. With slow moments she took the glass. Getting back on his feet, André gently tapped the girl on the neck and said "Atta now."

Looking behind her as she slowly walked away, André took a much more relaxed posture, one of his hands on his flat cap adjusting, with one of his hands, back of it, supporting his weight on his waist. He turned to the blonde boy and wanted to shake the man's hand. "That was very composed of you," he said. Even if the offer of his hand shake was rejected, André wouldn't mind, judging people based on one action wasn't something he was fond of. He gave a look to each of the people there. During the whole thing, he had missed the reflexive movement the girl had demonstrated. He had noticed that the blue haired boy had eaten  the crepe his friend was asking, he let out a chuckle when he explained himself and returned his warm smile with a nod of his own. He looked at each of them, "I'm glad none of you were hurt, something much more could've happened than what happened to you two," he said and with a smile. Pointing to his back, towards the beverage stall, "Want to relax there for a bit? They have some tasty fresheners," he offered.

The attitudes of the three people he had met were quite pleasant. Until he had started talking to them, André had not noticed how quiet he has been in general ever since he left the farm. Feeling a tinge of guilt and anger towards himself for acting more against the things he wanted to pursue, his hand found his way back to his flat cap again, adjusting it. He had many tics, and another one would follow quite soon. Listening to the ideas of the three with a sly smile as he gently started to scratch the part between his nose and upper lip. From time to time, he'd nod at them, and when finally everyone told what they wanted to do, André raised his right arm to his head height, "I'm André, André Nakhodka." he told the three. "Nice to meet you."

The people seemed to have quickly be comfortable with the idea of hanging together. While André didn't expect as such, he was also glad that passively, the four of them had became some sort of a group of their own. "I guess we all came here alone," he said, looking around towards some friend groups and couples. "I am okay with whatever, but since I gave my drink to the lass there, I sure would like taking some beverages on the go," the man spoke as he lowered his arm. He would listen to the others if they were to also introduce themselves. "Also, yes Requiem, I'd say mages losing control over their magic wouldn't be out of the question," André's eyes looked up right for a second as he started to tap on his chin in thought, "Especially if they are young, hell I remember when I was learning, I had quite the trouble!" he added with a laugh.

Accepting the crepe offer of the blue haired boy with a smile, André turned to him with a serene expression: "Thank you!" he exclaimed and immediately knew how to return the gesture. "Let's get some drinks and make our way to the musicians, or a quiet place, I'm okay with whatever. The drinks will be on me," he said with a wink. Walking towards the stall, he ordered an ice mint tea. Whatever the others would buy, he'd pay for them, and insist if he was refused.

Feeling grateful that his offer for the drinks have been accepted by the two, he hoped Requiem would follow the suit. Of course, people had their own values and ideas, so if she truly didn't want him to buy her a drink, he would not question it any further than a simple try. Paying for the drinks of the both boys, he watched the blonde one jog backwards, facing to them. Seeing him with such energy caused André to have a smiling, yet perplexed facial expression. Before he could say anything, the other boy followed the suit, making him can't help but feel like an odd one out with his age and demeanor.

So the blue haired boy's name was Aurelion. That sure was a fancy name, André thought, suiting a man as such he was. He didn't know the meaning behind the name, nor why he thought it was fitting. Perhaps because in his mind he had connected the idea of such a name with the elegant behavior of the young man.

The blonde boy's idea was definitively good. André hadn't noticed that he was trying to fill his empty stomach with drinks. The strawberry crepe had surely helped, but he really did want some other food as well, now that it was mentioned. He looked at Requiem to see if she was following and with a slightly faster pace, made it to the two boys. Looks like Aurelion had the same thought as him, given that he was curious about the blonde boy's name as well. Or was his hair color... white?

With one of his palms on the side of his head, André smiled at the two men, "I sure can go for some food," he told them. The festival was here to stay, and with such an energetic party, who knows what could happen in the following moments? "I think I want some grilled meat..." he pondered to himself, almost whispering.

With the pleasent aura still continuing, André constantly had one of his hands on the side of his head, a smile persistent on his face.

Smiling to the affirmative notion by the cat girl, he turned to the other once again and started to follow them. The chemistry between the Aurelion and Ri was quite nice to watch, and André couldn't help but once again think of his age. However, he also knew very well to not dwell on such matters, and quickly threw the idea off his head.

Entering the shop behind them, he was stopped and his wandering gaze was brought to attention by the blue haired boy. With his straw still in his mouth, with wide eyes, he was looking at Aurelion who questioned him on his kimono choices. Before he could even reply, the soft tone of the boy had flustered him, causing him to blow instead of suck, making bubbles in his drink. With a blushed face, he started to explain himself. "U-uh, yeah. I prefer such clothes like I'm wearing," he told the boy, and decided not to answer the other question, he didn't even know what to say, and thought that Aurelion was simply playing around.

On the table, he sat down across Aurelion, and would also be sitting across Requiem if she sat down next to him. He started to tap the table and rest his hand on his chin, looking at the two. Before that, he would tell Ri to get some grilled chicken and rice for him. Interested in what Aurelion had to ask to Requiem, he decided to stay quiet for now.