ᅠᅠᅠᅠ⌗ 𝖙ı𝗰кı𝚗𝐠 ᅠ⫘ᅠ𝓭𝖔ɯռ ﹒⪩

⠀ glancing over at 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, offering over a cigarette. ⠀

⠀ silence ... don't mind her, just thinking. more silence .. ⠀

⠀ `` i can't help but wonder where the students are .. `` ⠀

⠀ blink blink. `` this is a pickup line isn't it. `` ⠀

⠀ surprised gasp leaving her lips -- surprised by the sudden tug. `` i wouldn't fly off anyhow. `` glancing to the bike, admiring it quietly ... ⠀

⠀ she's resting by the alleys, a faint ticking sound echoing throughout empty halls. ⠀

⠀ ` a new teacher here, you can call me miss nissan. ` a small nod. ⠀

⠀ ` hm .. perhaps some tea or hot milk could help. ` ⠀

⠀ ` .. it is ninteen .ᐣ ` ⠀

⠀ head moving back a bit, confused eyebrow quirk to the move. ` i have some time to kill, why not. ` ⠀

⠀ sipping some tea. ` good morning there. ` ⠀

⠀ ` valentines day eh .ᐣ an interesting day ... ` ⠀

⠀ ` you need rest, nanami - san. it'll benefit you in the long run. ` ⠀

⠀ a nod. ` gojo - san, what is it .ᐣ ` ⠀

⠀ ` i suppose the school is my escape at times .. a motorcycle ride does sound tempting however. ` one last drag, tossing the cig to the ground and snuffing it out. ⠀

⠀ removing the cigarette from her lips -- he wasn't burnt by it, thankfully. ` don't apologise, it's perfectly okay. be more aware next time however. ` ⠀

⠀ another chuckle following the smoke from her lungs. ` i couldn't escape my family if i needed, the title is what keeps me there. i cannot complain much, i brought it to myself. ` ⠀