[on hold]
"Jesus, you are such a dumbass. Like, how do you just wake up one day and choose to take a walk, on rooftops."
"Verbally abuse me after you help me get down. Please."
Practically an orphan and deserving of sleep, she makes it through highs...
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The dawn comes slowly, like overbearingly slow. Hues of violets and blues stir the sky, foamy white clouds floats undisturbed with the rays of the sun starting to peek through the horizon.
The buildings basked in the cool glow of the sky, morning dew shining as it slides down on the side of the concrete walls. Uneven cracks run through the pavement and you made it your mission to not step on any of it.
It proves to be difficult as the lukewarm cup of noodles sloshes and splashes in your hand, making your footsteps slow significantly.
You had been early for once, getting up before the sky was even painted violet. Your body-clock did wonders, either waking up past lunch or waking up at the brink of dawn. There was absolutely no in-between.
The sounds of slurping fill the crisp morning air, your footsteps slow and heavy.
"(L/n)-san?" A voice calls out. Startled, you almost drop the cup you were holding but managed to grip it tighter the last second. A few droplets went astray and landed on your hand.
You look over and saw a familiar head with gray hair.
"Sugawara-senpai," you wave, eyes crinkling. "Good morning."
He waves as well, and after saying a quick sorry for almost making you drop your food, joins you to your walk to school. Your pace matches with his perfectly, with you still trying to avoid the cracks in the pavement.
He looks at you from the corner of his eyes, watching as you finish the last bits of noodles from your cup.
"Isn't instant noodles bad for you first thing in the morning?" He asks after a moment of silence.
You hum, "well yeah."
His eyebrows scrunch in confusion as you moved to drink the soup, raising it up to your lips and gulping it down. Lukewarm liquid trailing down your throat and you sigh in content.
"So?"
"Huh?"
Sugawara chuckles at your dumbfounded expression. He makes his question more clearer though as the two of you pass by a patch of faint sunlight.
"Why are you eating instant noodles in the morning?"
Oh, that.
You nonchalantly shrugged, "ah, well, it's what I can afford besides stale bread."
Sugawara's confusion and concern only grow each passing day.
"What are you doing up so early anyway?" You inquired. Fixing the strap of your shoulder bag as much as you can with one hand preoccupied with an empty cup.
