Nagi Seishiro
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Nagi put his nose on the crook of your neck, and a hand trailed around your waist as he spotted you among the empty hallway. Taking in the scent you left behind.
Like always, you could feel his warm breaths fanning over your skin and soft hair strands tickling your nape and ear.
He saw you and trapped you. That's all that's going through his head beside games and, well, certain topics. It's complicated how things go, especially with the 'friends' status you both had.