A heavy burden of responsibility falls on your shoulders during the exam week, you try in vain to hide the last traces of tears from your cheeks, wiping away the wet mark with gentle fingers, but this will not hide from the dexterous eyes of Ayato, who is already boldly approaching you - his classmate. He was a rare guest at the university, quiet and intimidating. The darkness of his heart was reflected in the faded light of his eyes

Ayato takes a few steps towards you, his eyebrows are furrowed, and he clicks angrily, causing everything inside you to freeze. Yes, he was a good student, despite the fact that he missed many days of school, but he seemed terribly stressed and a certain danger emanated from him. You turn to the side, hoping that he won’t scold you for being weak He won't. He didn't even think about it He sits next to you, close to you, so that no one can see you in the distant campus corridor. It smells something tart, but at the same time you catch notes of soft vanilla

"Why are you crying? Exams? Damn, this is just nonsense"

He tilts his head to the side, even though his words are impudent, but Ayato doesn’t understand his persistent desire to comfort you

You sob, hanging your head

"Look at me"

Suddenly his cold palm rests on your shoulder, he brings his head closer and says insistently, squinting slightly

"You can do anything, I'm with you"