Fukawa sat at the dining hall table, staring down at her hands as she ran them along her braids. She had just been sitting with Togami, but he had stormed off in a fury and was now sitting at a different table across the cafeteria. She wasn't quite sure what she had done to make him want to leave. Anyways, though, she felt like she might explode. People had actually seen her sitting at a table with Togami and engaging in a conversation with him. What had they thought? Did they think they were a thing? She felt herself blush and looked up from her lap.
A couple of people were staring at her, but when they noticed her gaze they quickly looked away. She laughed quietly to herself. People were staring at her because she had been sitting with him. Though she would have to find something to do other than sulk around the library with him tomorrow, she still felt amazement and content. Maybe he actually liked her. There was a chance, after all. Why else would he agree to go to the dining hall? She stood up and brushed herself off. She glanced at Togami one last time before she walked past the other empty tables of the cafeteria and pushed through the doors into the hallway.
Fukawa walked back to the dorms and pulled out her key. She slid it into the lock and turned the knob, then pushed into her room. Pushing the door shut behind her, she walked over to her bed and sat down. Sighing, she rolled over and picked up a book that was on her bedside table. Gazing down upon it, she felt a sudden pang of sadness. She wanted to believe that Togami liked her… But was it really true? Odds were that he hated her, but she knew she had to try to make him like her. Maybe, just maybe, if she strived for him to like her, he might begin to tolerate her. And then, maybe more than just tolerate her. But for it to work, she would have to come up with a plan.
Togami seemed to be set on the fact that he would be happy if she wasn't in the library at him constantly. After all, it was part of the little deal they had made today. Possibly, if she didn't show up in the library for a couple of days, he would begin to think that she wasn't as unbearable as he had thought. It was worth a try. She lay back on her bed and sighed. She didn't know what she would do with herself if she couldn't be in the library while he was there. All she ever did was read and stare at him these days. She rose from her bed and briskly walked to the door. He could possibly still be eating in the cafeteria. Fukawa could quickly run to the library, grab some books for the next couple of days, and spend time in her room instead of in the library. It was the perfect plan. She pushed open the door of her room and ventured out into the hallways, walking in the direction of the library. As she was walking she saw Aoi Asahina and Sakura walking together, heads bent in conversation, but she walked past them, not paying any attention to them. Nobody mattered at the moment except for her White Knight.
As the door of the library came into view, Fukawa broke into a run. If she ran into Togami while in there, the moment would be heart-wrenching. She pushed open the door and stepped into the library. Sure enough, just as she had dreaded, Togami sat in the chair at the desk, lamp plugged in and book in hands. He looked up from his book with an annoyed expression on his face. When his gaze connected with hers, it became a deep scowl. She quickly shuffled past him and walked to the shelves, where she began scooping piles of books into her arms.
"Why are you in here?" Togami's voice made Fukawa jump.
She turned around and looked at him, her voice squeaking as she spoke. "I-I… I just c-came to get a few books from h-here… S-since I can't be in the library tomorrow." She looked down at the ground after finishing her sentence.
He shrugged. "Then find your books and be on your way. Quickly, please." She returned to the book shelves, grabbed a few more volumes, and walked past him with her arms full to the library door. She looked over her shoulder at him, but he was already engrossed in his book again. She sighed, then pulled open the library door and stepped into the hallway once again.
As she was shuffling through the hallway, she tripped over herself and the 10 books she had in her hands scattered across the floor. It just happened to be that Kiyotaka Ishimaru was walking past in the hallway at the time.
"Fukawa! Allow me to help you pick up your books!" He said it with so much enthusiasm she flinched. He started to scoop up her books into a neat pile, and once she had picked herself off of the floor he held them out to her.
"T-thank you," She muttered, pulling the books into her arms.
"Your very most welcome!" Ishimaru gave her a grin before setting off down the hallway again.
She started toward her dorm and had to set down her books to pull out her key so that she could unlock her door. She propped the door open with her leg as she reached down to grab her books again. She shut the door once she got inside and leaned against it. Fukawa let out a huge moan that she had been holding in all day. The day had been part a disaster, and parts a triumph. She was exhausted. She set her books down on the table and climbed into her bed. Looking over at the clock, the time read 9:00 PM. It was a little bit earlier than the usual time she went to bed, but she was too exhausted to protest as sleep grabbed her in its claws and she was pulled down into a deep slumber.