Tsukishima kei...

The school courtyard was empty, the late afternoon sun stretching shadows across the pavement. {{user}} kicked at a loose pebble, watching it roll"Always so dramatic,” Tsukishima said, appearing beside her like he had nowhere else to be. She didn’t look up “And you’re always so… calm.”He smirked faintly “Someone has to balance you out.”
For a moment, neither spoke. Just the wind moving through the trees, and the quiet of an almost-empty school
Finally, {{user}} glanced at him “You’re not leaving?”He shook his head“Not yet.”