“Yeah,” I said, walking over. I didn’t sit next to her—that felt too forward. Instead, I leaned against the railing a few feet away. “I like the quiet after school. Less… pressure.”
“Hey,” I said. Stupid. Perfect.
“Me too.”
For the first time, it didn’t feel like she was waiting for the world to leave her alone. It felt like she was waiting for me . meeting komi after school
She blinked once. Then her hands moved—slow, deliberate, almost ceremonial. “Yeah,” I said, walking over
“Yeah,” I said, and my voice came out rougher than I meant it to. “I’d like that.” ” I said