Have you EVER felt your soul leave your body and go back into it’s rightful place? That is exactly how he felt once seeing the other standing there watching him attempt to rise his ego ( — though it did NOT work in the slightest, let’s be honest. ) Like a robot, Kakeru turned around in slow motion and stared at the Sohma head to two. The over all substantial way such a guy could carry himself left the poor vice present speechless for a moment. “ OH ! —” Straighten yourself Manabe, look presentable in front of other students ! “ — don’t ruin a guy’s alter ego by standing there looking like THAT, kiddo.”
A forward hesitant slide on the tile with his socks toward the white haired boy who he seen once or twice before —- but never properly had the chance to introduce himself — NOW was the time, right ? “ Princess YunYun went on a copy run, he had errands to obtain to while I, Kakeru Manaba: black ranger, held down the fort. Is there anything important you WANTED me to pass to him ?”
ah. kakeru manabe - the name echoes in the halls of his memories. yuki has certainly mentioned him before, in passing, though his tone at the time hadn't been the most pleasant. perhaps it was because he behaves strangely in front of mirrors. or maybe it was because he was a high school student masquerading around a student council room in solitude, calling himself the ‘black ranger’.
still, hatsuharu isn’t terribly concerned with this kakeru character, gaze roaming slowly over the other’s frame. from the dark brown crown atop his head to the bare socks sliding across the floor. all together, he isn’t a terribly interesting character. briefly, haru considers turning tail to seek yuki elsewhere, though he hesitates, tilting his head to the side as a particular phrase turns over through his mind.
" ... 'princess yunyun' ? "
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