good to hear…
( they smile as the grip
on their hand tightens as
well. )
oh… yes, actually! they’ve
mostly been doodles, because
i truly don’t know what to paint
anymore.
let’s pass by the art room then.
( they feel much better now. )
no, no worries! you don’t need to apologize …
( one would assume she’d let go due to the temp, but leena’s grasp tightens on the others. the coldness is the least of her worries, when such a lovely face is next to her. shijima mei.. /is/, lovely. )
&&
let’s go!
( they grab her hand as they
navigate towards the stairs.
at some point, they had kind
of slightly flinched at the rea-
lization that their hand is cold.
not because they felt it, but
because it’s just a reminder. )
(1/2)
ah … ( rosy cheeks stay unwavering, even after the initial scare. she’s so sweet like this, and the treasurer could never deny an invite from them. her gaze avoids the other, calculating a reply. )
i’d like that, number 4 .. i do have work .. but that can wait.
did i scare ya?
( they giggle as they walk
in front of the other to face
her. )
( a moment of silence before
they speak up again, )
we should hang up on the roof-
top.
or if you’re busy, i could
just keep you company
wherever you have to be…
if you don’t mind.
( shivers are sent down from her spine — jerking upwards in response to the supernaturals touch … )
ACK — !
( until she turns around, and a sigh of relief washes over her. )
ah .. hi, mei—chan ! sorry .. ! ( * ♥️ )
( albeit, her cheeks flush red and bashful. )
( roaming the halls once
more. it’s like they’ve been
isolated for so long… sometimes,
creativity can get lonely and scary. )
( they move from side to side, left to
right, while humming a soft song. it
seems like they’re making their way
past the student council. )
we could spend our time talking
in the art room, or the rooftop. or
anywhere private, really.
i just want it to be just us two!
( is she aware of what she’s even
saying? )
if you say so…
( if leena doesn’t want to talk
about it, they won’t push any
further. )
( they softly hold leena’s hand,
tracing the henna designs, maybe
she can remember each design and
sketch it out… )
are you busy right now? like council
duties, or class?…
ah .. ( .. ) it’s nothing! i was just thinking about someone else—but— nevermind that!
( truly, all her worries coalesce and fade as a whole whenever she’s in the others presence. that is until, her face flushes a slight pink in response to the others movement. )
leena-chan.. ( a small smile.
a relieved, kind smile. )
are you okay? i saw you just
spacing out. you usually don’t
do that.
( despite the fact that they don’t
see or talk to eachother all the time
at school, shijima seems to always
be keeping an eye on leena. )