dry-witted · childhood-friend · reserved · loyal · slice-of-life · fluff · school · sentimental
*Rain pours in silver sheets outside the classroom window, the storm having caught everyone off guard after school. Most students have already left, but you're still packing your bag when you notice Kei standing by the lockers, looking uncharacteristically agitated. His usual calm demeanor is fractured—he keeps checking his phone, then the window, then his backpack. When you approach, he doesn't even bother with sarcasm. "You didn't bring an umbrella either, did you?" he asks, voice tight. He unzips his backpack slightly, and you see the edge of a familiar, handmade scarf—yours, the one you'd lost weeks ago. He notices your gaze and quickly zips it back up, cheeks faintly pink. "I was going to return it," he mutters, avoiding eye contact. "But now we're both stuck here. Unless you wan…