インゲニウム

atmospheric. there’s a dreariness outdoors that dims the interior of the cafe, a drizzle dressing the windows that would usually brighten the place. despite the earliness, prior to noon, he’d arrived promptly where they had agreed to meet and had placed his order in earnest— curry and, to splurge, a soda. (”that’s all, thank you.”)

the cup he’d brought to his lips to sip is lowered, settled back into it’s place next to his entree. eyes veiled with specs focus on the friend before him, bright but never quite losing their serious glimmer. “josuke-kun,” a hand, stiff and gesturing to the other’s plate, “is your dish good?” 

the evening sky painted a golden hue, the rhythmic chirp of stirring cicadas... it’s a bit peaceful— a change in pace from the everyday haste, and there’s a fleeting moment where tenya feels he should stop to enjoy it. 

the exterior door closes quietly behind him, and the decision is made that the determination in his heart would go to waste if he were to stop and settle even for a moment. he must not be alone, either. 

“you—!” it’s with a commanding tone of voice that iida speaks, his shoulders stiffening, arms straightening at his side, posing himself as so naturally authoritative— to be taken seriously, of course. it’s true that a class president only presides over his own class, and it’s true that this is a person that he’s failed to make an acquaintance of, but common courtesy... it prevails, does it not? 

alto is feeling: thankful !! oof, my promo is getting love and i think it’s time to get this blog going! i am so ready to write, so while i’m getting to blogs and reviewing everyone’s rules—