[ Some people handle grief in different ways, although it's all Shirogane's personal biases coming out. To him, the student council room was a sanctuary, a place to decompress slightly from his schoolwork and the stressors that followed him. Granted-- there was always work to be done. It was the brief respites, playing a ridiculous game with Fujiwara, reading manga with Ishigami before Iino arrived, and of course, his mental sparring with Shinomiya... where else could they happen but here?
Not here. If it weren't for his duties and his stubborn pride, he'd stay far the hell away from this room.
Still, it seemed like Hiro was done in here. Miyuki turns momentarily to get the door--
Sometimes, a person can just sense danger. They just know something's off. Whether or not they can do anything about it is another matter. Miyuki swivels around-- ]
Ari--
[ And is greeted by a searing pain in his stomach. His eyes drift downward. It was hard to tell initially, perhaps Hiro had a killer right hand that smashed him in the stomach. No, nothing like that. He knew what this was, and he went pale.
Miyuki Shirogane was taking accountability for what had happened. Yet again, Shirogane loses. ]
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Not here. If it weren't for his duties and his stubborn pride, he'd stay far the hell away from this room.
Still, it seemed like Hiro was done in here. Miyuki turns momentarily to get the door--
Sometimes, a person can just sense danger. They just know something's off. Whether or not they can do anything about it is another matter. Miyuki swivels around-- ]
Ari--
[ And is greeted by a searing pain in his stomach. His eyes drift downward. It was hard to tell initially, perhaps Hiro had a killer right hand that smashed him in the stomach. No, nothing like that. He knew what this was, and he went pale.
Miyuki Shirogane was taking accountability for what had happened. Yet again, Shirogane loses. ]