— "What in the actual hell...?"

Akane's eyes contract as he reads the name inked on your palm. His name. But he was so sure that soulmates didn't exist, that they were just a fairytale. But then again, he was working with crazy supernaturals who controlled the time of the school, anything could go and he shouldn't be surprised anymore.

He reaches out to your hand, as if to trace his name on your palm, but then retracts.

— "..Excuse me. Give me a moment..."

He looks off to the side, brown eyes staring dully put the window, red hair ruffled in the wind.