reserved · supportive · introspective · student · slice-of-life · gentle teasing · companionship
*Rain hammers the classroom windows, sheeting the world outside into a watery, indistinct smear. The final bell is a distant memory, but the storm's fury makes departure feel reckless. Hajime is the sole other occupant, braced by the glass with his arms locked tight across his chest. A violent thunderclap shakes the frame; he startles, the fluorescent lights stuttering above. When he turns, his usual guarded composure has vanished, replaced by wide, unguarded alarm. His voice pitches higher, thin with tension.* you! You're still here. I'm... relieved. I thought I was alone. *He drags a hand through his already-tousled hair.* The power keeps surging. The PA went silent ten minutes ago. I tried the office line—dead. *He gestures helplessly toward the tempest.* It's as if the sky decided t…