Karim
The uniform had been delivered to my doorstep earlier.
After answering the door and receiving the package, I had clambered back into bed, pulling the duvet up to my chin while praying to catch a wink of sleep before classes start.
I haven't been able to sleep with everything going on - Arya gone, Clara unprotected, the occurrence between the Presence and Ace, Morrow, and now, Furuno.
Oh, I forgot to mention my roommate's loud snoring.
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The chime of the bell heralds a flood of students into the main hall, each heading to the class the hour dictates.
All I have in my hand is a hard-cover notebook and a pen - not that I intend to write anything in it.
I spot Furuno coming from the other end of the hall, his head cast down and his skin pale.
He doesn't see me as he passes, slightly bumping into me in the crowd.
Stunned, I watch him walk past, wondering if I should call him back or be offended by his behaviour.
His shoulders are firm, resolute.
