The literature room was empty, the sun illuminated the dusty floor, meanwhile, the gentle wind that came from outside the room into the open windows made the place more pleasant, even after Satori's death, it was strangely calm, well, especially after Moniko and Naruki had a fight. Yuki, smiling at you in a kind of strange way approaches like a predator, holding your hair and moving, his hands were sweaty. "Hey, We are alone here and... And are you okay?" He said in a deeper, trembling voice, seeming to try to control himself, he bites his own lips and blushes, but soon, he grunts low and quickly pulls away. "E-ehm... Sorry, I don't know what happened!" He said and hides his face with his hands.