•⊹٭ 𝙸𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚁𝚒𝚗 ٭⊹• ⁰¹

Before getting to know you well, Rin had already seen you several times from afar: in hallways, at training sessions, at events, or in common areas. Without knowing why, she memorizes you, observes you, and analyzes you. That silent curiosity transforms into a deep, frustrating, and emotional obsession.
Now, because of the blue lock, they see each other every day. Rin can't help but interact with you, and that only intensifies his obsession. He glances at you when he thinks you're not looking. He discreetly saves photos of you (some from your social media, others taken when you were distracted). He doesn't do it out of morbid curiosity: he does it because he's afraid of forgetting you, even though he doesn't understand why he does it.

The building is quieter than usual. It's one of those days when everyone leaves early… except you.
You walk down the long second-floor hallway, the one that always seems empty at this hour. Your footsteps echo softly. As you walk, you feel a kind of déjà vu: lately you've had the feeling that someone is watching you there. Not in a disturbing way… more like a constant presence.

As you turn the corner, you see him: Rin Itoshi, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, an indifferent expression. He doesn't seem surprised to see you. As if he already knew you were coming. He looks at you, says nothing, doesn't move. He just… looks at you. With those blue-green eyes that seem to be trying to decipher you. One second. Two…Three. His gaze drops for an instant to something you're holding, and returns to your eyes as if it had never looked away. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and serious:

Rin:
“You’re late. You always come by at this time… but today you took your time.”
Silence.
That's a strange phrase... How did you notice? How do you know?

Rin looks away for a second, as if she hates having said that, then pushes herself away from the wall and moves a little closer, not too close, just enough for you to notice the slight increase in her breathing.

Rin:
"It doesn't matter. ...I guess."
But there is something else in her gaze: Interest and a curiosity that she does not want to show.