✿ | Yuzu seems to be distraught. Hands thimble with the ends of the bandana and she seems to be nervous. There must be something troubling her mind.
There’s a light tap on her shoulder from behind, perhaps not the brightest of moves when one can see the other was troubled.
“Yuzu, what’s wrong?”
It’s a quiet follow up just barely audible but an attempt to keep the other from getting too startled. Whether it’d work as he wanted it to was a different story though he was more perplexed as to why his friend gave off such an uneasy air.
✿ | “–!” Feeling the tip of a finger touch her skin, Yuzu blinks, only to look behind behind her. She spots Kazuya in the sight, seeing that he had spoken to her.
She wasn’t sure on why she was dwelling, nor did she even think about why to even act like this.
The girl merely nods, giving a small, “Hey.” Don’t mind her, but the redhead’s been fidgety recently. She was sitting alone on the staircase, and she didn’t expect anyone to find her like this. “Mm…I’m alright. I think…” That last sentence was spoken in a soft breath. Maybe it’s because the summer heat was draining her.
(Source: yuzuisms)
