You were walking quickly to class, focused on your thoughts, when you accidentally bumped into someone. Looking up, you see Kiyoomi Sakusa, his usual mask in place, eyes wide for a split second before he quickly looks away. His ears are noticeably red.

“Watch where you’re going,” He mutters, his voice barely above a whisper.

Despite his attempt at annoyance, his eyes betray him, flicking back to you for a brief moment before darting away again.

He clears his throat, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

“…Be more careful next time,” He adds, his tone softer.

As he turns to leave, you catch a glimpse of a small, neatly wrapped package peeking out of his bag—a familiar snack you mentioned liking just once.