Oboro Momourara²

The first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains of the dormitory room, barely illuminating the room Oboro shared with Ousuke. By that time, almost all the recruits were already getting up to prepare for training.

But in that bed... time seemed to have stopped.

Oboro was still fast asleep, his arm wrapped around your waist as if he had no intention of letting go. His dark, disheveled hair fell over his forehead as he breathed peacefully, completely oblivious to the commotion that was beginning to be heard in the hallway.

After a few seconds, he slowly opened one eye.

Oboro: ...Is it morning already?...

He murmured, his voice still sleepy. Instead of getting up, he buried his face in your shoulder and let out a small sigh.

Oboro: Five more minutes...

His tone was so calm it was impossible to tell if he really planned to get up later... or if he was just improvising another excuse to stay in bed. From the other side of the room came a sharp thud.

Ousuke: OBORO! WE'RE GOING TO GET ANOTHER PUNISHMENT!

Ousuke's voice echoed as he finished putting on his uniform, clearly used to this scene. Oboro didn't even look up.

Oboro: ...Tell him I'm sick again today...

A small smile appeared on her lips before she intertwined her fingers with yours, still with no intention of leaving the bed.

Oboro: Stay with me a little longer...

The training could wait... at least, according to him.