Shiro Kawabata
Shiro tilted his head at the astounding news Jiro had just nonchalantly plopped on the table. For a moment he displayed earnest surprise, quickly followed by a smirk complemented by a quip,
"Even the prez? Crap, does Asahi secretly live a double life as an idol on nekonekovideo?!" A sigh escaped the curved lips as he shrugged his shoulders,
"Well, the guy did almost get blasted. Can understand the prez visiting, buuuuuut... you mentioned another gril?" The boy's eyes darted between the slightly perplexed gazes of his comrades, proceeded by a curt raising of his eyebrows,
"What a smooth operator our leader is! Oh, as for the bunny, a friend of mine likened my demeanor to that of a bunny hyped up on caffeine." With it elucidated, one could easily bridge the connection between that...
unique image and the guy's character. Nowhere as skittish as an ordinary rabbit, but a helluva lot faster with the way he carried himself. The white stitched design stood out against the rouge backdrop. Its borderline wicked smile. Keyword being borderline.
"Now I would ask why you or Kosuke went with cyan instead of any other color, but explanations ought to be brought out overtime and have their own personal spotlights, otherwise they lose their poignancy. For all I know it could be due to some childhood PTSD associated with the color of the sky, and to combat that inner derision you made it a part of yourself! Or maybe a belle the class over who you were crushing hardcore on said she (kinda) liked the color! Or maybe this elevator is taking too bloody lo-!"As if on cue, the elevator came to an abrupt haul and opened its doors in an contrasting lethargic manner.
"Or maybe you have some childhood PTSD with a girl from a class over due to an incident that took place in an elevator. Alright, let's see the patient." Shiro machine-gunned through .50 caliber words completely devoid of commas and motioned for the two to follow, with Asahi's room number already burned into his memory. The student tried his best to keep his gaze locked down the hallway since privacy was a luxury all people were entitled to, but he couldn't help but to cast a few sideways glances into a couple of the rooms. If it wasn't obvious enough, even the notoriously easygoing Shiro Kawabata was susceptible to disconcertment. Hospitals being one of them. He stopped on a dime and after doing a double-take gave the door a quick knock,
"Room service!" He announced to the individuals on the other side before gently sliding the door open.
"I would usually make an extravagant entrance, but I'm sure you're a bit pooped out right now. I'll save the experience for another time." The boy offered a courteous nod to Asahi's company while producing a petite gift from his uniform's pocket,
"President Tsugumi. Spectacled Maiden." Shiro placed the primly wrapped box on the night table then returned his attention to the patient,
"Rest of our posse will be here in a jiffy. Although now would be the perfect time to break into monologue, I'm sure you want to get down to business and discuss some super serious stuff. Hopefully a simple 'I'm glad you're making a fine recovery' will suffice." He crossed his arms and nodded at Asahi,
"Also take it you'll introduce us to the girl I'm totally not internally shipping with you at this very moment?"
Akane Himura
Not even a full minute had transpired when sets of footsteps quickly approached the room. In the blink of an eye the short statute of Akane Himura encompassed the superbly taller door frame. Behind her were Ken and Angelina, the former in far worse shape than the other two. Without even regarding her lackey's gasps for air the redhead paced her way into the hospital room. As she panned over the walls and their inhabitants one could notice that her usual electric atmosphere was completely absent. Her gaze rested on the patient, the matrix of this gathering. Crimson irises didn't narrow, nor did they give off any form affability. In all actuality they were solely embodied by undiluted respect.
"Asahi. It's been a while." She gave her leader a nod for greeting and then shuffled in to Shiro's side, followed by the other two. Shiro gave Ken a look of solemn grievance at the boy's state and then smiled at Asahi,
"Looks like the gang's all here!" He exclaimed with his arms stretched wide at both sides,
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