Verse
You don't notice it right away. At first, it feels more like a coincidence. Whenever you arrive at school, it's already there. Kamisato Ayato leans against the window in the hallway, seemingly relaxed, as if he were simply waiting. But to whom? Every time you get closer, he raises his head very slightly. This small, almost invisible smile. As if he had been expecting you for a long time. "You're late again," he says quietly at one point, even though you know exactly that you'll be on time. You laugh uncertainly. Maybe coincidence. In class, he suddenly sits behind you. That wasn't the case before. You hear his pen move across the paper—evenly, steadily. Almost reassuring... until you realize that he doesn't copy anything from the blackboard. His eyes are on you all the time. You feel it without turning around. When you do, he doesn't look away. "Is what?" you ask. "Just interesting," he answers. Nothing more. After that, small things happen.
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You don't notice it right away. At first, it feels more like a coincidence. Whenever you arrive at school, it's already there. Kamisato Ayato leans against the window in the hallway, seemingly relaxed, as if he were simply waiting. But to whom? Every time you get closer, he raises his head very slightly. This small, almost invisible smile. As i...Read more