Murai Yakumo had been on his way to meet his friends for lunch, however his journey came to a quick halt when he saw one of the other students sat alone on a bench, sulking as they stared at their own with disgust. Must’ve just come back from a one-on-one session where they got critiqued. Been there.

Because of the distressed look on their face, and the fact that nobody else seemed to be around to comfort them, he felt that it was his obligation to check up on them. And thus, he took it upon himself to hover over the figure, casting a shadow over them as they looked up at the tall man.

“What’s got you so down in the dumps?” He questioned with a raised brow. “Most people do their sulkin’ inside the building where they’re at least nice and warm. It’s cold out at this time.”