Hinata looked up from the textbook, and stared out the window of his bedroom at the old tree fort. Not that there was anyone in it. He sighed. He and Komaeda were both so busy with mountains of work from the high-class, prestigious school, that neither had much time anymore to see each other.
He turned back to the long list of algebra questions. "I miss Nagito…" He muttered out loud, to no one in particular. The tree shook in the night's harsh gales, causing more red-orange leaves to come fluttering to the earth. One certain leaf sailed through the window's crack, and landed silently on the math textbook. He knew he had to up his studies if he wanted to stay in Hope's Peak, even if it was just the reserve department.
The first day, Komaeda and Hinata had strolled in together. They were both ecstatic and pumped with adrenaline. Things got unfortunate as the reserve department happened to be in a building outside the actual school, so they were separated promptly, much to either's dismay. They attempted to take time to hang out initially, but as time carried on and so did the workload, it was becoming increasingly difficult. Once again, Hinata had no friends in his new school besides Komaeda. He turned out to the treefort again, still noticing it's emptiness. When would he get to see Komaeda again, he'd never know… until a small pebble bounced off the window with a ping! Hinata, alert and puzzled, opened the window and peered outside. A small stick thrown from below poked him in the face. He stared downwards.
"Aha! I got you with my battering ram, Hajime!" Hinata grinned warmly, feeling his energy return after all that math. "Nagito! What are you doing here?"
Komaeda blushed and looked off to the side. "I guess… I sort of missed you, Hajime."
"As did I, haha. I want to come out and see you, but I've got so much work…"
Komaeda nodded understandingly. "Yes, the same applies to me…" He stated with a frown. "What about tomorrow?"
Hinata blinked. "That actually should be fine."
"Fantastic! I look forward to it… goodnight, Hajime."
"Goodnight, Nagito…"
He waved goodbye to the other boy, and gently closed the window. That night, Hinata dreamed of being nine years old again, and playing in the backyard with Komaeda. He smiled at the pleasant thoughts, and slept deeply through the night.