Chotto Yasunde Ii Desuka -rj01292809-: Sensei-

Haruki tilted his head, observing the empty coffee cups, the faint shadows under Akira’s eyes, the way their hand trembled slightly as it reached for the next paper. The air in the library felt thick and lonely.

They hadn't heard the door open.

“I… I don’t have time, Saito-kun.” Sensei- Chotto Yasunde Ii Desuka -RJ01292809-

Haruki didn’t comment. He simply moved his chair, positioning himself between Akira and the library door. A silent guardian. He took off his own cardigan – a soft, grey thing that smelled of laundry soap and old paper – and gently draped it over Akira’s shoulders. Haruki tilted his head, observing the empty coffee

The words hung in the air. Is it okay to rest a little? Haruki tilted his head