Life after Misu was dull, to say the least. Shingyouji didn't really know what todo with the free time he would usually use to pay attention to Misu with. Get up, go to class, go to kendo, and he was bored. He spent it all, studying. His grades remained the same, though. Studying kept him in his room – that was a blessing. Seeing Misu in the hallways…it was awkward. He couldn't look him in the eyes.
"Shingyouji-kun!" Toshihisa jumped on his shoulders, surprising him. Oh, and then there was the energetic Toshihisa. He had slowly become a friend who tried to fill up his weekends. But…Shingyouji would rather study.
"Hello Toshihisa-san. How are you?" They walked towards the library together.
"Mmm…ne, Shingyouji-san, there's a sale at a café not too far from Shidou – free Bubble tea." He wrapped his arm tight around Shingyouji's. "Please~! Can't you come with me? It's just for a drink! Puh-lease!"
Shingyouji was all ready to once again reject him. But looking up, he saw Misu walking towards him. His chest went tight, his face flushed; he tightened his hold on his bag – he had to keep walking.
Their eyes locked – like Misu was looking through him, down to his bone. It stole his breath away, for the brief seconds they passed each other.
Shingyouji bit over his lip, hands cracking around his strap. He stepped, turning to Toshihisa. "Actually…that sounds like a great idea, Toshihisa-san. So…8 o'clock?"
"Yey!" Toshihisa's smile stretched from side to side of his face. "Thank you, Shingyouji-san! I'll see you one Saturday!" Toshihisa ran up ahead, turning 'round to wave at the first year.
Shingyouji felt a smile on his own face, strained though it was…he hadn't really smiled for a while.
Misu glared down on the ground, ignoring the feeling of Shingyouji's elbow brushing up against his. Toshihisa chatted off his ear, apparently asking him out to a café.
He's too energetic – Shingyouji must be exhausted just being on the same floor as him. Misu criticized Toshihisa from inside his own head. His two legs stopped and slowly…he turned around.
"Actually, that sounds like a great idea." Shingyouji smiled at Toshihisa. The latter suddenly went crazy, jumping around and waving bye bye with a smile.
Shingyouji, you said you liked Hayaama. Now you're going on a date with his best friend? Have you always been this flirty? He's never noticed how many people Shingyouji just talked to on any given day.
He walked back to his dorm. Opening the door, Takumi shot up. Since…that, Takumi and Misu had 'coincidentally missed' each other. Misu wouldn't admit it, but the fault was his as much as Hayaam's. But, of course, he wouldn't admit it.
"Misu-kun…" Takumi fidgeted in his stance, nervous.
Misu ignored his roommate, putting his possessions down on his desk. "You're still here? I thought Saki would want to spend every minute with you."
Takumi flushed, looking away to his hands. "I…I haven't seen Gii since…Misu-kun, I'm really – "
"Do you have Akinawa-sensei's homework? I think I forgot it."
"Misu-kun…"
"I'll just go ask him then." Misu turned back around, exiting the room. Takumi just stood there alone. He had wanted to apologize to Misu…and then maybe he could look Gii in the eye.
Misu didn't go to the teacher's room. He leaned against his own door, exhausted in the empty hallway. He hadn't wanted to see Hayama; he wasn't ready to deal with that. He wouldn't ever be ready to deal with this.
Takumi wasn't the most expressive lover – yet Gii doted on him on bended knee. So what, what was so attractive about him? What made him different from Misu? What about him made Shingyouji hate him?
Misu sighed; he rubbed a hand over his face. To return…he'd be embarrassed. So…well…he could probably spend the next few hours in the Executive Room. Alone.