The room is dark, it would be at five in the morning, this doesnt stop the tall lithe shape that makes its way into his office. The lights are not turned on even after deliberation, the figure looks back into a room, lighted by a small source. Buttons are pressed and a computer blinks on, taking seconds only to load up and bring up the login screen. For this child, nothing in technology terms is overlooked. Pale fingers swiftly pass over the keyboard in a fast pace of hurried clicks and gestures a blank document is up.
For the first time since we have met him, our figure stops, pauses, unsure of what he is now going to do. His fingers
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I do not understand why you do not simply go to him.
Yusei sighed and leaned against the window, his gaze firmly on the awkwardly built tower that could only be seen from this window in the flat.
After two years of pretending to hate me, he believes he really does hate me now, Yusei said. I almost believed I hated him for a while...
Pale arms wrapped around his waist and Yusei relaxed immediately. Silvery hair spilled over his shoulder as he was pulled back against a warm body.
I am sorry for leaving you. Sanuye and I thought we could do much good with Jack, but we could