⋆ ⇢» Ah, summer break. That long, beloved break many students looked forward to. Despite the much celebrated campus being a boarding school, students were more than welcome to go back home or leave the the grounds as they pleased. Makoto had done that as well, pleased with seeing his family, but he had a tendency to drop by his high school every now and then just to check on his friends. But as he expected, everywhere he looked, it seemed empty, so naturally he was surprised to see the singer wandering on her own.
“Oh! Maizono-san! Good afternoon,” the brunette greeted, his head nodding. He was surprised she wasn’t off doing idol things, but he won’t question it. Things felt so empty now that everyone had gone off on their own for the time being.
“Did you finish your summer work yet?”
The task of staying away from the prestigious school had proved to be a difficulty for many of the students, Sayaka included. It's strange, to say the least, how she is drawn to the building that was -- very often -- considered colossal when compared to any other school's premises.
-- and, though it would prove to be a phenomenon on it's own, it is not the building alone that lures her, but the memories carefully laced within it. She is sure of this, yes, but not sure why it had been enough to bring her up and out of the privileged comfort she's created for herself, to continue to venture forward and enjoy herself so, despite being alone during it all.
“-- Ah...” Voice will stumble forward all but reluctantly, ( though, this is something unknown: glazed over in sweet timbre, true feelings are hidden beneath what may be heard. ) the quiet presence disturbed for hesitant seconds-- before stark realization hits her and she turns her head at, who exactly had held this voice. and thus: a glorious beam will light up features-- only to go out as easily as it came, ghostly expression stealing past vibrance. “I'm surprised, Naegi-kun. My abilities foretold that no-one else would be here, you know... it worries me that you may be the exception to my powers. If that's the case, then I have no choice.... I'll have to....” Face sealed with woe, she'll drag a step forward-- seconds hasty and expression unchanging: a mask of solitude.
“Got you, Naegi-kun.” and finally, will her laughter chime once more, this joke one of her best: a breed of which she saves for those she knows will respond kindly to. “Hee hee hee. I really didn't think you were going to be here, though. --- ---- Ah, the summer work? Mhm, I finished it... what about you, Naegi-kun?”
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