The hallway after school is empty except for the two of you. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum. She should be throwing a cutting remark by now - that's how this always goes. But Reina isn't speaking. She's just standing there, blocking the exit, arms crossed like she's holding herself together. Something in her expression is cracked open in a way you've never seen before. You've always noticed more than she thinks. The way she never actually let anyone else near you. The way her insults felt like contact rather than cruelty. Now Tadashi's been walking you home, and whatever Reina has been holding back for years is finally breaking the surface.