( komaeda's more focused on getting back into the hole he had been crawling in, but that voice.. that voice pulls him from his own thoughts and brings a hand to his chin in thought. it means something, it has a prickling sensation that's welcomed unlike everything else komaeda blocks out in his life. )
It's almost like I can hear him..
( what's that supposed to mean? well, komaeda really is blocking out whoever he's sitting on. he thinks this school is playing tricks on him, and while all he has to do is peek at who he's sitting in — he's against it. well, for however long that happened to be because with the constant touching, komaeda's quick to look towards the person with his brows knit together and a familiar disdain on his features until —
his expression quickly changes, a little shocked by the chance encounter this has brought him. )
Hinata-kun?
( wait, let him get a closer look which is komaeda straddling himself properly on the other as he leans forward, pulling at hinata's cheeks for good measure. )
don't apologize at all.. it's ok, because you can look up to your elders
It's almost like I can hear him..
( what's that supposed to mean? well, komaeda really is blocking out whoever he's sitting on. he thinks this school is playing tricks on him, and while all he has to do is peek at who he's sitting in — he's against it. well, for however long that happened to be because with the constant touching, komaeda's quick to look towards the person with his brows knit together and a familiar disdain on his features until —
his expression quickly changes, a little shocked by the chance encounter this has brought him. )
Hinata-kun?
( wait, let him get a closer look which is komaeda straddling himself properly on the other as he leans forward, pulling at hinata's cheeks for good measure. )
Are you the real Hinata-kun?