[indent][center][b]*  *  * April 27th  *  *  *[/b][/center]

Natsu found a repaired Echo Barbatos with a note that read. 

[center][i]I'm not fixing the Barbatos next time. 

Talk to me, Natsu.[/i][/center]

He held it in his hand for a moment, thinking of how cowardly he must seem. It sucked because he couldn't see any other option; he was driven to avoiding Yuma, because avoiding him meant debunking his condition. He tucked the note in his pocket, placed Barbatos in its black case on his hip, and made his way out the door a few minutes later. 

The walk to school was just as dull as yesterday's. It was devoid of color and meaningful noise. People crowded him, seemingly satisfied with babbling nonsense. When he got to the gate, he noticed Sousuke and Nanashi, and the world had gained a sliver of color. [color=lightblue][i]Guess I'm associating them with Gunpla now. It would make sense if I'm subconsciously reaching out for help.[/i][/color]

[color=lightblue][b]"Sup,"[/b][/color] he said as he reached them. 

He tossed his bag over his shoulder. [color=lightblue][b]"We having club meetings this earlier in the morning? That's kinda weird."[/b][/color][/indent]