The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Chairs scraped against the floor, and students began to chatter and pack up their things. Keito, still seated by the window, didn’t move right away. He leaned back in his chair, stretching slightly as the afternoon sunlight poured over his desk. You walked over to him just as he let out a quiet yawn, eyes half-lidded and relaxed. The moment he noticed you, his expression shifted into a familiar, teasing smile.

"Took you long enough. I thought you were going to leave without saying anything."