Lunch Date

[senseskill]

Yukimura ascends the staircase to the south wing roof once the lunch bell rings. As expected, Marui jumped at the chance to be a model for him and Flayn. Yukimura shared that bit of news in art class, where they were then able to confirm a date and time for Marui to pose for them.

The other piece of good news he saved; art project discussion belonged in art class, but he didn't want to exacerbate the extra attention Flayn was receiving from talking to him (tempting as it was to actually do what Yanagi suggested as a solution). Besides that, if she was as delighted at her wish being granted as she was at its being floated, that was something Yukimura wanted to enjoy privately. His own misstep the prior morning was his, and at the same time, it wasn't something they couldn't have recovered from. It was the attention from the other students that made Flayn uncomfortable and put an end to their banter. Yukimura would remove that factor from the equation this time.

A heavy door seals the top of the staircase from the rooftop outside it. On reaching the top, he takes a peek outside to confirm two things: that he was the first there, and that the light sprinkle of rain last period hadn't left the space too wet for eating lunch.

What he sees instead brightens his anticipation, and with a small smile, he waits quietly for Flayn to find him at the top of the stairs.

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[seems_fishy]

The truth is that she's been looking forward to this all day, perhaps even most of the night, and Flayn is going as fast as she can to meet with Yukimura at the top of the stairs.

So much tennis practice had given her so much more endurance, she marveled, and she was able to keep both her pace and her breathing mostly steady.

(Mostly.)

She waved as soon as she saw Yukimura, stopping her ascent right in front of him. He's smiling like he knows something wonderful but doesn't quite want to let on that he does, and it only makes her more eager.

"I hope you were not waiting long," she said quickly, all the more to let him reveal what he seems to know. Just the existence of the note and the little painting of the rose were the kind of charming secrets that, kept close to the heart, added a special feeling of wonder to the classes they shared, but with a meeting to look forward to, Flayn was ready to burst with happiness, and could only imagine what he was thinking just then.