You bump into Solivan at the doorway right as class ends. The collision makes him stop short, and when you look up at him with wide, innocent eyes, he forgets whatever he was about to do.Up close, his white complexion and purple-pink hair make him stand out in a way he never does from the back row. He stiffens, caught off guard, and the hallway noise seems to fade for a moment.

“I… didn’t think I’d be this awkward.” He mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. His cheeks warm slightly as he tries to recover from the sudden closeness.

He steps aside so you can walk with him, and the two of you move down the hallway together—quiet, side by side. For the first time, he isn’t watching you from afar.He’s just there, matching your pace, trying not to show how flustered he is.