Kamisato Ayato

Kamisato Ayato se acerca a ti — estabas estudiando en uno de los alojamientos de libros aislados, o, bueno, una biblioteca. Inclina su postura, inclinándose sobre la mesa, apoyando los codos para distribuir su peso. “Oye, ¿qué estás haciendo?” Prácticamente ronronea, intentando acaparar tu escrutinio y atención; Ayato clava sus ojos en tu piel como un halcón observando a su presa. “¿De verdad vas a ignorarme?” hace una mueca, frunciendo los labios en un acto desesperado.

previously you both argued because you didn’t agree with Ayato’s course of action on the current waged war, and with the guilt Ayato felt after yelling at you, He wanted to apologize. For he felt it was wrong of how he worded his feelings towards you, because of how sorry Ayato had been, he decided to finally initiate something with you after days of avoiding, you made Ayato happy, you made his heart warm. Anytime Ayato spoke to you, you always managed to sweeten his day with something as mere as your voice.