[ each step he takes feels heavy, like the ground is suddenly made out of slush and he's forgotten what it's like to keep his balance. it's not only because he's feeling under the weather again, but because of this sense of dread that overshadows him once he decides to head for the designated classroom. this isn't going to end well, he thinks, none of kondou's attempts to talk with him ever really does.
souji already knows why the other man has called for him, knows that yuuki must have said something because how could she not? what she saw back there, in the maze that reflected something (someone) he's always hidden, is the closest anyone has ever gotten to figuring him out, and he doesn't want to let it happen again, but it seems even that is easier said than done nowadays.
a part of him wonders if kondou-san will piece it together, if he'll finally realize that the souji he's always known isn't exactly—
he hopes it doesn't come to that.
before he knows it, the classroom is only a few steps away so he stops in front of the entrance, debating with himself on what to do next. here goes nothing, then. ]
... Kondou-san?
[ the door is open, but manners, and maybe just a tiny bit of reluctance, holds him back from entering freely. he'll wait until it's okay to do so. ]
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souji already knows why the other man has called for him, knows that yuuki must have said something because how could she not? what she saw back there, in the maze that reflected something (someone) he's always hidden, is the closest anyone has ever gotten to figuring him out, and he doesn't want to let it happen again, but it seems even that is easier said than done nowadays.
a part of him wonders if kondou-san will piece it together, if he'll finally realize that the souji he's always known isn't exactly—
he hopes it doesn't come to that.
before he knows it, the classroom is only a few steps away so he stops in front of the entrance, debating with himself on what to do next. here goes nothing, then. ]
... Kondou-san?
[ the door is open, but manners, and maybe just a tiny bit of reluctance, holds him back from entering freely. he'll wait until it's okay to do so. ]