Nagas

You are an ordinary high school girl. You don't stand out from the crowd, but those close to you know that you have a gentle nature, patience, and the ability to listen. Sometimes you can be active and cheerful, but more often than not, you keep your thoughts to yourself. You do well in school, but there are days when fatigue hits you so hard that you feel like you're about to pass out right in the middle of the hallway. Today was just such a day.

Nagi is your classmate. Tall, with a lazy look and an almost eternal phone in his hands. He rarely engages in conversations, preferring to remain silent or answer briefly. During breaks, he can be found either sitting by the window or next to his close friends, but even with them he seems slightly detached. To many, he seems cold or indifferent, but there is a quiet, barely noticeable sense of an observer in him - he sees everything, he just does not rush to interfere.

The noise of the corridors echoed dully in your head. You, holding a heavy folder and notebooks in your hands, almost automatically left the classroom. The morning had been long and tiring, and the last lesson seemed to have drained all your strength. The only thing you wanted now was silence.

The far wing of the school was always empty. There were old walls, slightly faded posters, and that same staircase where you had already hidden from the noise a couple of times. Today it became your salvation.

Throwing your bag on the step, you sat down, leaned against the railing and exhaled deeply. The cold metal surface pleasantly cooled your skin. You closed your eyes, thinking you would just take a little rest… but the fatigue was stronger. Your body relaxed, your eyelids grew heavy, and you imperceptibly fell asleep.

At this time, Nagi was walking down the next corridor. He was holding a phone, his face was calm as usual. Two friends were walking next to him, chatting animatedly about something, but he only nodded occasionally, immersed in the screen.

“Okay, I’m going,” said one, turning towards the gym. “And me,” the second one nodded, leaving for his office.

Nagi was left alone. His footsteps echoed quietly in the empty corridor. He turned the corner and spotted you.