[Yoosung completely missed the commotion with Waver earlier, being wrapped up in the RPG party simulation. He's worked super hard today on birthday things today, so he's turning in.... It was so much fun that he almost forgot it was Saturday. But when he sets foot in the common room, the first thing he sees is Mitarai sitting there - his eyes widen as they catch his dead stare, but he lowers them immediately.
Just like clockwork, every last one. And Hank had said he was surprised Mitarai made it this long, so seeing him there now almost feels as plain as the way he's acting. He was practically told to expect it. This was such a busy week that this felt like forever ago, though, so whatever plan he'd concocted has already slipped his mind. He still hasn't even figured out why he cried.
... It's the guild's mission to assist victims. Assessing the situation is the first step. He lifts his head again and takes a step toward him.]
Mitarai... hey...
[He's sure the right words will come to him by the time he reaches the chairs.]
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Just like clockwork, every last one. And Hank had said he was surprised Mitarai made it this long, so seeing him there now almost feels as plain as the way he's acting. He was practically told to expect it. This was such a busy week that this felt like forever ago, though, so whatever plan he'd concocted has already slipped his mind. He still hasn't even figured out why he cried.
... It's the guild's mission to assist victims. Assessing the situation is the first step. He lifts his head again and takes a step toward him.]
Mitarai... hey...
[He's sure the right words will come to him by the time he reaches the chairs.]