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As the class ended, the teacher once again mentioned of next class. Instead of coming back after the weekend, the class was told they'd be returning the following Monday. A female student raised her hand, a soft glare in her eye but a smile. "Professor, can I ask why we aren't showing up this Monday? I don't remember hearing about this or on the school bulletin board about any sort of break." she asked, leaning in her seat as the teacher's expression didn't change but their tone did. "Good question. The school had some last minute conversation about closing the school for a week to get some construction in. Apparently some of administration had notified us of some issues going on with the school's water pipes," they mentioned. Pushing their glasses up and clearing their throat.

"Though I'm not classified to let you all know. But it's not just our school dealing with these issues, other buildings appear to be having pipe related issues. Luckily we were lucky to be the first to get a hold of some construction companies to look over it and do some rework and see what's causing the damage." the teacher rambled, as some of the students murmured among each other.

Josuke talked along with some of the other students too. Appearing to look excited and relaxed, he leaned up against his desk. Bumping into Okuyasu's arm, not noticing that Okuyasu was stirring in his sleep. His head popped up slightly over his arms, as his eyes struggled to adjust into the brightly light room, his first object he could make out was his bro's back against his desk too closely.

Okuyasu's face scrunched up in irritation, stuffing his head back into the crooks of his arms. Still not getting much of anyone's attention, until the bell disrupted everyone's conversation. Every student getting their things to walk and dash out the classroom as chatter filled the halls and the courtyard out the window seconds later.

Nijimura felt a hand on his shoulder, as it was softly shaken. "Okuyasu. Okuyasu..? Class is over with, let's get going." Josuke murmured quietly as he stood over Okuyasu closely. A small grunt escaped the younger teenager as he sat up and rubbed his wide, but tired eyes. As his vision became clear again, he noticed Josuke smiling at him. A smile that reminded him of someone, it was sweet and considerate. "Let's stop by my house, I think my mom will be home late today, so the house will be all to ourselves if you're in?" Okuyasu's thoughts were disturbed by Josuke's soft voice as he hadn't noticed him holding his case and his own.

Okuyasu haven't yet said anything. He just blinked his purple eyes and shrugged, rubbing his left eye as he finally rose to his feet. Stepping into the empty aisle and taking a few wobbly steps along side Josuke out the door. Josuke continued to smile at Okuyasu, despite it shifting into a more concerned look.

Maybe I should ask him again. He seems more than tired. He hasn't been this aggressive and silent to me since the first time we fought, there's something else. What's wrong Okuyasu?..

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As the two walked down the street on Okuyasu's block, Josuke spoke the entire duration of their walk. Okuyasu grasped his case in his hand as he sighed, while stopping by his house gate. "You know, Josuke. I might just stay home for tonight, I know it seems weird of me to miss out on hanging out with you but I just got lots of things to do. You know how family is." he muttered as he kept his head down, a sad look hidden. One of his hands grip tightened on the handle of his case, while the other placed on the gate of his property. "I'll see ya around, Josuke." Okuyasu muttered as he swifty entered the gate, and up the stairs and right into his house with a loud slam of the door.

Josuke stood awkwardly at the gate as he had a hand out. Not even getting a word in to talk out Okuyasu from dissing him and coming over. Struggling with his own words, he closed his mouth with a sigh, "Greato daze, Okuyasu.." he huffed out while rubbing his neck, "I'll figure it out, Okuyasu. And I'll be sure to help you." he spoke to himself as he swiftly walked to the direction of his house.

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