akira places a hand on the student's head . a silent kind of praise , nothing else . for what , however , was anyone's guess .
the blue - haired student had just been quietly sitting at his desk prior , thumb absentmindedly scrolling along as he stared at his phone , if for no other reason than to find something INTERESTING to do — a common occurrence , but one that often leaves him a little too OBLIVIOUS to his surroundings. but , no matter how ENGROSSING the discussions on forums are , it all stops when he feels the hand on top of his head. it surprises him , even startles him at first ( though that’s probably more his fault than anything ). surprise quickly turns to confusion , as he takes a moment to pause and see what EXACTLY is going on. hazel eyes quickly glance up , only to find those of a certain GLASSES - WEARING FRIEND waiting for him. ( is friend or associate more accurate? it’s hard to tell with this ❛ phantom thievery ❜ business sometimes. ) as soon as gazes meet , mishima’s moment of confusion shifts into a bashful half - smile , only for his eyes to swiftly become downcast in embarrassment. is . . . akira praising him? if so , for what? it’s not like he’d done anything particularly HEROIC or INTERESTING lately.
but , regardless of reason , mishima takes a moment to let out an almost embarrassed little chuckle. ❝ hey , kurusu , what’s that for? ❞ hand rubs back of neck as he speaks. ❝ i'm just . . . doing what i always do. ❞ not that he doesn’t appreciate the gesture , of course — it’s just strange to receive PRAISE like this all of a sudden. does that mean he’s doing something right . . . ?
