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The second school day promised that the rest of the academic year was to be as typical as the rest of them. As a consolation for the compromise of Kazuyoshi actually staying awake, the teachers didn't call on him as much when compared to yesterday's rapid rounds of Stand Up/Sit Down. As the bell rang to signify the end of regular class time, Kazu had to reluctantly spend the time of respite alone due to his seatmate's new occupational obligations. It seems everyone in their class had somewhere to be except the aimless Asakura. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing, he supposed. It meant there would probably be less people on the roof, optimally none. 

Wading through the sea of the student body, Kazu would eventually reach the consistently unlocked door leading to the rooftop. Whether the janitorial staff trusted the students not to loiter or were just too lazy to replace the deadbolt that got jimmied by Banri-san (allegedly) last year, the top of the school building was always available for the more troublesome lot of Hinotori High. While most used it to hide from the student disciplinary committee and trade some classic school contraband, Kazu came up here to enjoy the metropolitan skyline. Most might envision a grassy field or a sandy beach as the most relaxing spots to enjoy the midday sun but the slabs of concrete that made up Kyoto was his slice of Shangri-La. Just imagine: Staring beyond the metropolitan horizon with nothing but the distant sounds of chatter, traffic, and buzzing of the school's HVAC exhaust vents. 

Maybe it was a few minutes or a few moments but to Kazu it felt like a still hour in time that only got interrupted by a PA announcement addressing him. Turns out that escaping the class recitals didn't mean he was out of the woods. With a sigh and goodbye, he begrudgingly went back down though not without a quick stop at the nearest bathroom. The sterile smell of overused cleaning products overwhelmed Kazu's senses though it was better than the alternative. Turning on the closest tap, he would let the water flow for a few seconds before dipping his hands and applying soap. While muttering a twenty count under his breath, a chorus of familiar voices could be heard approaching. In a hurry, Kazu shut off the tap with soap still bubbling on his hands and hid in one of the stalls. Speak of the devil and he appears it seems as the boisterous voice of Yoshizawa Banri easily drowned out the rest of the gang's. Having personally known what he's capable of and how easily he can be slighted, Kazu seriously did not want to deal with this right now. His breaths became shallow and short but he had hoped they would soon go away. His heartbeat soon drowned out all the voices in the bathroom, including his own internal dialogue. 

Then it went silent. They were gone and soon Kazu would be too, as soon as he finishes his rinse. Just as he was done, the deathly stare of his reflection from the nearby bathroom mirror jolted him as it soon fogged up. He wasn't gonna stick around to get scared by mirrors though so Kazu rushed to the faculty room before he gets chewed out even more for stalling. Though he had ran to get there, the pace of his walk would return to normal as he approached the door. No need to get into more trouble after all. 

Kazu would knock on the door twice before going in regardless with a smile on his face. He had hoped to win over his judge and jury with charm though this facade soon got wiped off his face. The convenience store girl was here. Oh god, did he accidentally shoplift?!
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