Is he floating?

He can't tell.

He feels heavy as well. He can't be floating if he feels so heavy, can he? Maybe his chains are holding him down?

What's going on? He doesn't know, but he feels calm, cool, collected, more so than he has done in days. Ren speaks to him, his feet firmly on the ground. Can Ren see him floating, he wonders?

"... And I was wondering if you wanted to come over again?"

"Yes, I would like that," Gakushuu replies, hand sliding carefully over the paper, watching the words form from the hand. He likes this blue. A light blue, not the dark blues and blacks favoured by the rest of the class. It reminded him of Nagisa, of the happier past, if it could be called that. Perhaps he should say calmer past. It was calmer then. Wasn't it?

"OK! OK." Ren sounds worried.

"What's wrong?" he asks, looking at his friend. He feels wobbly, but he's sure it's just him. Ren has his feet firmly on the ground. "You are my best friend, you know. We can talk."

"Yes. Yeah. We can," Ren says, almost expectantly. But Gakushuu doesn't say anything and continues to watch the words pour from his fingers (wait - they're his?) onto the book.

He likes this blue.