#delinqueon

“Kinky.”

::『♟』υlтιмaтe lυcĸy ѕтυdenт ::

It’s cold, the sand under his barefeet and the night air. Pajamas are too thin for it, but still he sits just out of the waters reach; staring listlessly because sleep just won’t come. His shoulders shudder with shivers, and goosebumps rise over his skin, and he really should go inside.

But why? For who?

A splash of waves, and he curls his toes into the sand. It sticks to his clammy skin and pulls his mouth to the side. No, he won’t go inside. Perhaps he’ll be lucky enough to get sick and end this pathetic charade where it stands. And no one will care, no one will know. They’ll simply find him later, if they even come, and call it an accident. No one will feel guilty. The thought pulls the wisp of a chuckle from him as he gives up sitting up with his knees pulled to his chest and lands with a small cloud of sand in his wake.

“... Ah, I don’t remember how long it takes for it to set in.”

It wasn’t that Leon’s words didn’t stir something in her. Quite the opposite, in fact, for she felt a swelling in her heart that normally was triggered only by the most rousing of speeches by video game protagonists. But... well, that didn’t mean she knew how to express that feeling. And, in fact, she was quite bewildered when everyone around her started to get riled up.

“Good. I was like, ‘bout t'kick some choice ass. In all fairness, the roster revisions couldn’t seem t'make up its mind. Thanks for confirming!”

“I mean. You could always ask somebody to kiss you an’ see for yourself?”

He got in a fight with a classmate, which she broke up. And after, they didn’t talk for three days. 

It’s not unusual for Leon to get in a scuffle with another classmate. As they don’t always agree to disagree. Hagakure had been goating him over something uncomfortable, and it’s just so easy to set the aggressive boy off. Being his friend and a sort of protector, she got in between him and hagakure’s really soft throat. 

That’s just how things go. She intervened. 

She feels bad. Bad for preventing an almost crime scene. Sometimes, Sakura Oogami has a lapse in judgement, and feels as if she should let Leon get the aggression out. That he wouldn’t want her to be his friend if she kept getting in his way. He’s kind, and rather enjoyable to talk to, even if they complain to eachother. And here she is feeling uncomfortable? She knows such negative emotions don’t bode well with her exercises. 

It puts a pit in her stomach, and she hopes to talk it out. When he’s alone, she approaches.