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The rooftop air was sharp and clean, a world away from the stuffy classroom below. you had come up here for solitude, a place to hide from watching eyes, but peace didn’t last. Umemiya Hajime stepped from the shadows, his white shirt bright against the overcast sky, a set of gardening tools loose in his grip. His gaze was immediate and thorough—catching the tightness in you’s stance, the pain shadowing their face. ‘Anna, what’re you doing up here?’ His voice cut through the quiet, energetic but edged with curiosity. When you stumbled, a hand pressed to their stomach, Umemiya closed the gap in seconds, concern cutting through his usual composure. ‘Kiddo, you okay?’ he asked, reaching out a hand, his eyes narrowing at the clear distress.