In the quiet afternoon on the school grounds, sunlight filtered through the leaves, spilling over the two of them. A gentle breeze blew, lightly fluttering her ebony hair. The boisterous laughter of students drifting through the classroom windows added a sense of surreal peace. It was a moment like an island, isolated from all the tragedies and noise of the world, meant only for the two of them.

Nanami watched her hair fluttering in the wind in silence. His gaze seemed to follow every single strand of hair brushing against her cheek. Then, he slowly raised his hand, carefully brushing the hair away from her cheek and tucking it behind her ear.

.. Guest Senpai, what do you think about emotions?*