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Chapter 2 - Chapter-2: The Angel Gives a Free Introduction?

The crowd's noise had long faded into the distance.

Only the soft rustle of petals filled the air now — pink flakes drifting lazily down, painting the bench under the cherry blossom tree in spring's gentle hue.

Akatsuki slumped onto the bench, breathing like he'd just finished a marathon.

"Man… I think I need CPR… Haha…"

He leaned back, eyes closed, trying to pull air into his lungs.

Across from him, Yuki stood frozen — her face still a soft shade of pink, the sunlight glinting off her dark hair.

"Does he really… want… CPR?" she murmured under her breath, barely louder than a sigh.

Akatsuki blinked, cracking one eye open.

"Hmm? You said something?"

Her eyes widened like she'd been caught committing a crime.

"W-well! Um, no, nothing at all! I was just—uh—thanking you… for helping me get away from them."

She straightened her posture instantly, her voice switching from flustered to elegant — like flipping a royal switch.

"I am Yuki Shibata, a freshman. What might be your humble name?"

Akatsuki let out a light laugh, scratching his cheek.

"Don't be sooooooo distant. Anyways, I'm Akatsuki. Also a freshman."

Yuki blinked at him. "Oh… I see."

The silence that followed wasn't awkward — more like… peaceful.

The kind of quiet that felt new to both of them.

A soft breeze danced between them, carrying the faint scent of sakura.

Akatsuki finally stood up, stretching his arms with a lazy grin.

"Well, seems like it's time for that sucker of a speech. I'll be going then."

He started walking away, then turned slightly, flashing her a playful smile.

"Oh, and uh—don't get caught in a chicken swarm again, yeah?"

"Eh—?"

Before she could respond, he was already heading toward the auditorium, hands in pockets, humming some random tune like nothing happened.

Yuki stood there for a moment, her hand clutching the hem of her uniform.

The corner of her lips curved up just a little.

"He's funny… maybe also dependable…" she whispered.

The petals kept falling.

And for a brief second — the angel smiled, not for the world, not for appearances… but for herself.

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