Hirano had gotten used to the way Kagiura looked at him. Or at least, he told himself he had.

It was late, and the soft hum of the dorm filled the space between them. Hirano sat at his desk, his textbook open, notes spread out in what should have been an organized mess—but his focus was shot. He could feel it again. That stare.

He exhaled through his nose, gripping his pen a little tighter.

"Kagi-kun,"

Silence. Then a small rustling from the bed.

"You're staring again."

Hirano said, giving Kagiura a look.