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Asahi sighed and kept slowly massaging his temples. His headache wasn't as prominent as before but he found the massaging calming enough. He was inside one of the shelters his dear classmates made, using one of the pillows as a makeshift pillow.

With his heightened senses, he could hear practically everything. Shoes and feet crunching at the little stones, dried leaves, and twigs on the ground. Ripples on the lake's surface made by the fishes. Tree branches dancing in the wind. Calls of the animals and beasts in the forest. His classmates' breaths and heartbeats. When he found himself exhausted from overusing his powers, Asahi found these sounds as soothing white noises that help him sleep.

He looked to the side, at the place where Yuki was while he was in a coma. He looked so peaceful lying there, and Asahi almost wished he could feel as serene and calm as the expression on his classmate's face. Asahi also found it unfair that Yuki got a proper funeral and burial unlike the others, but there was nothing they could all do for them except to keep moving forward with the memory of them in their hearts.

Asahi grimaced, feeling weirded out at himself at thinking about something so cringy. He turned on his other side and closed his eyes, letting the inevitable feeling of sleep claim him. His dreams were just as confusing. Faces that his classmates he connected with before kept popping up like a movie at a faster playing speed. Most of the times their faces would even merge together like a scene in a horror movie. Asahi's fear and confusion will be shortlived thankfully as he'll forget about his dreams the moment he woke up.

The sun would be fully shining down on them by the time Asahi fully woke up. Each of his classmates, hopefully all of them and not just some, were doing their part and contributing to their survival. He and Duncan were already the medics and lifesavers of the group but Asahi felt it was a waste to not just do anything. He wasn't on vacation after all.

While the others went back to the forest to forage and hunt for food and other resources, he turned his attention back at the crystal clear lake. The fishes he caught the last time were delicious when cooked, and none of them were poisonous lucky enough, so he oughtta give it another try. Asahi took his top off and carefully folded it on a pile in the shelter. He couldn't remember where his fang dagger was anymore but he still did have his trusty wires he could use to catch fishes. He then went over and dove back into the lake.