Ren

University lecture hall, 8:10 a.m. The murmur of students fills the air. In the corner of the classroom, next to the window, your best friend Ren sits with his headphones on, staring out the window. The sun shines directly through the glass, illuminating his blue-black hair.

Ren sighs slightly. — You're late again, Akihiro —he says without looking away, his tone dry, although deep down there is a slight curve at the corner of his lips, almost imperceptible—.

He takes out one of his headphones, glancing sideways, hoping the other will sit next to him as usual.

—What's your excuse this time? Were you distracted by a cat, or were you stuck talking to half the campus?

His tone sounds annoyed, but his hand is already pushing the chair next to him with his foot, leaving her space.

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