a rookie mistake { • komaeda + aoi
When the brunette decided to take a closer look at him, he instinctively moved his head backwards, if only a few centimeters, to keep the distance between the two of them steady. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the, at least in his eyes, redundant worry her face sent off to him, moving one of his hands in front of his lips as he tried to keep it’s volume down to a minimum.
"I told you, I’m really fine", he reassured her, tilting his head to the left in order to offer her a confirmative smile. "There’s no need for you to worry about someone like me. Truth be told, if you’d prefer to go back to play with the other students, I’d be the last one to hold you back." Placing his palms in the grass right next to his body, he started to slowly prop himself up, waiting for the girl in front of him to get the idea and grand him enough space to move more freely. Once safely back on both of his feet, he spent a moment or two just looking at her, his brows knitting when it finally hit him. The reason why the young woman looked so familiar to him was because he had already seen her visage several times in various newspaper articles, on TV or while browsing through the endless widths of the internet. He had to admit though, he would have never expected her to look even prettier in reality, and be so close to him too. Feeling a slight whiff of embarrassment rush through his body, he took another step backwards, only to feel something unusually hard press against the bottom side his sole. Guiding his glance towards the ground, he realized almost immediately what exactly he was standing on, resulting in him quickly placing his foot a few inches further to the side. Before he had the chance to protest or tell her to stop, the brunette had already lowered herself to pick the item up and returned it back to the hands of it’s rightful owner. Giving his thanks to her with a short nod, he simply let the book slide into one of his coat’s huge pockets, his shoulders dropping slightly in newfound relaxation. He shut his eyes for a second, before eventually speaking up again, focusing his warmly gleaming glance on the young woman next to him.
"You really don’t have to be this attentive to me", he stated for the second time, one hand moving towards the back of his head as another snicker escaped him. "It was probably my fault for not paying attention anyway. But if you really insist on bringing me to the infirmary though, then I won’t argue any further. By the way, I think I didn’t have the chance to introduce myself yet. My name is Komaeda Nagito, better known as the Super High-School Level Good Luck of the 77th Class of Kibougamine Academy. And if I remember correctly, you should be Asahina Aoi-san, right? Then that would make you the SHSL Swimmer. However, it looks like swimming isn’t the only sport you’re interested in, hm? It’s a pleasure to be finally able to meet you in person."
{✪}-- At the mention of going back to her friends, Aoi pursed her lips before shifting her attention back over her shoulder just to see her peers already walking away-- probably planning on heading over to the sweets shop that just opened nearby which was something the swimmer had suggested to them earlier. She sighed at this before shaking her head and glancing back at the pale-haired boy.
"I don't think they'll be coming back anytime soon." As she noticed the young boy trying to stand up without the bother to take the hand she offered to him, Aoi awkwardly stepped aside and dropped her hand back to her side-- somehow still maintaining her sheepish smile. Yep, this guy definitely did not want to be touched though she couldn't find it in herself to blame him. She did, after all, hit his head. But then things felt more uncomfortable for her the very second the stranger was finally back on his feet and spent a fleeting moment just staring at her with furrowed brows. Aoi blinked at him in response before looking back over her shoulder in attempt to see if he was staring directly at her or at someone else.
But then his words caught her attention again and she settled her cerulean hues on him again, somewhat relieved that the guy looked calm now considering she was starting to think she approached a possible sociopath.
"O-Oh, um... it's nice to meet you too, Komaeda-san." She nodded with an uncertain smile. SHSL Good Luck... Just like Naegi, huh? Though for some reason, I'm getting a bad vibe out of this guy. "And yeah, I guess you could say I'm interested in different sports such as baseball, basketball, volleyball and tennis. Oh but we're getting out of topic here! Are you sure you're all right? You're not bleeding or anything, right?"
Instinctively again, her hand reached up to examine Komaeda's head but managed to stop herself with her hand just freezing in the air before promptly dropping it back to her side. "You should check twice if you're bleeding or not." She may probably be overreacting regarding the hit to the guy's head but one mustn't be too sure.
