𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑, 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥

iii

light velvet humming left your plump lips as you follow the melody of a song playing on your vinyl. your fingers wrapped around a brush while your other holds your locks, you stroke your hair with it softly. you were sitting in front of your office desk with a small mirror being hold by your empty coffee mug. after untangling the nonexistent knots, you pulled some strands of your silky pink hair into a half up braid. tying it up into a braided bun and placing a red bow on top of it.

your door was rudely opened by the one and only guren, who is the literally the only person who does this to you. "are you done playing with that birds nest?"

you rolled your eyes, closing your mirror and placing it inside one of your desk drawers. "have you heard of the term 'knocking'?"

he reaches over to grab your wrist, forcing you to rise. "knocking my ass, i need you for an activity so let's go."

"tch, dumbass. let go, at least let me grab my gloves." you grumbled irately, but knowing the azure haired adult in front of you, his patience is not to play with. opening your drawer you pulled out a new set of clean white gloves, and your pocket mirror.

after a few minutes of walking you found yourself in front of your classroom, there was loud yelling and items crashing. sayuri's too nice for her own good, i've already would be slapping someone's child. guren opens the door, "what's going on? it's always so damn loud in here." he scowled, holding the door for you. your head popped inside and the rest of your body as you closed the door.

sayuri gasps, "lieutenant colonel guren! you've returned." her cheeks grew a pink hue.

you deadpanned, "ah, yes. 'hey y/n-chan!' 'i've missed you so much, my friend'.."

embarrassment laced her features, "i was going to greet you after." she hissed playfully. you giggled slinging your arm around her shoulder, "i know, dear."

"well, yes i'm back." guren says trying to bring the attention back to him, his hands rested on his hips while he walks up to both of you. "anyways, what's with the ruckus?"

"well..." sayuri trailed off, looking towards something. you followed her gaze seeing yuichiro and shiho growling in each other's faces while yoichi tries to calm both of them down. sweat slides down the soft boy as his lips was curled into a nervous smile. "haha!" you let out a cute laugh from the whole scene, guren stares you down with an unapproved frown. you coughed into your fist awkwardly, "gomen, it slipped out."

yuichiro's head perks up from the familiar voice, tilting his head to see you and guren conversing with each other about laughing at the wrong time. sayuri scratches the side of her head, a smile grew on her lips from the moment but something deep inside her ached. the black haired pressed his hand against the irked male, "hey, wait, kimizuki-san! stupid guren's here with y/n!"

"hey, guren! weren't you gonna give me a cursed gear? how long do i—"

shiho pushes yu away, "stop shouting, baka. i'll do the talking. lieutenant colonel ichinose, please explain. why did you abandoned your class and disappeared for over ten days? i believe we have enough ability to make contracts for the cursed gear."