"You... Forgot.."
"H-Heh?"
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"You... Forgot.."
"H-Heh?"
It had been a long day, and as soon as the bell rang, Ryuuya took his document holder and walked outside the classroom, giving the students a small wave to dismiss himself.
As tired as he was, his only concern was the fact that Jinguji skipped class; it wouldn't have been unusual, if only he hadn't slept at the teacher's place the previous night, and he was sure the student had left. So... his absence wasn't really justified, not at all.
Small hints of concern showed onto his features, as he quickly searched for his room's keys once in front of it.
What was showed to him that day... was to never be forgotten.
composer-haruki replied to your post: “Mr Saotome reenrolled me into the academy while you were sick… But… I’m not going to be in your class. Does that… Bother you?” Tentative, and guilty looking. “I’m with a boy called Otoya Ittoki who was separated from his previous composer. I think.”
“Ryuuya…” Softly murmuring his name. Chest clenching. He looked every inch as guilty as he felt. He didn’t know if he could… If he wanted to compose for the redhead but he was so terribly nice where others would be bitter about losing a dear friend.
"Don't worry about it," Ryuuya managed to force a slight laugh, hands forming fists in the pockets of his jacket. "Just get yourself back up to speed. After all, it'd be nice to hear your songs again. For them to actually be sung." After all, even if Haruki did compose for him again... He didn't know if he had the willpower to sing them.
"Mr Saotome reenrolled me into the academy while you were sick... But... I'm not going to be in your class. Does that... Bother you?" Tentative, and guilty looking. "I'm with a boy called Otoya Ittoki who was separated from his previous composer. I think."
"If you're not quite up to standards of S-class yet, then starting a step below is fine," Ryuuya mumbled, somewhat on subject but avoiding the main part of the question. "After all, it's probably been a while since you've composed something... you need time to get back on track."
composer-haruki replied to your post: “Hello?” #online;
“Paper cups… You’re pulling my leg right? That wouldn’t work as a phone..”
"You don't know until you try."
composer-haruki replied to your post: a f t e r n o o n ;; now fully rested ...
“Finally. Sleeping on the couch was uncomfortable.” Teasing. He had halted his advances in order to let the man recover. Babying him with soups and stews and forcing him to stay in bed. Assisted by Ringo. Can you feel the love~?
"I'm pretty much sure that you could have found a room to stay in by yourself instead of your incessant baby sitting," Ryuuya grumbled, pushing his glasses off and looking over to the teasing youngster. "And maybe I wouldn't have had so much work to do if you'd left me alone too," he continued mumbling to himself.
Not that he wasn't grateful for the time he spent recovering, but it wasn't something he'd easily admit.