[Not too far away, the sound of someone's gruff voice scolding someone for not eating all their vegetables brings a small, bittersweet smile to Kotone's face. If she closed her eyes and pretended not to hear the assorted chatter of strangers around her, she could almost pretend she was back in the dorm listening to Shinjiro loudly pretending he didn't care at all in his characteristically awkward way.
She takes a breath to steel herself before turning to look to see who had spoken, if only to remind herself that he wasn't here anymore. Except when she does see who had spoken, her eyes go wide and she scrambles to her feet, catching her foot on the edge of the bench and stumbling a little in her haste to dart over.]
Senpai?
[RIP in pieces to whomever he'd just served, because they're getting gently but firmly shouldered out of the way by a relatively short teenager staring up at Shinjiro. If she looks and sounds afraid to believe it, well, maybe she is.]
feeding the masses but like, a little wildcarded!
She takes a breath to steel herself before turning to look to see who had spoken, if only to remind herself that he wasn't here anymore. Except when she does see who had spoken, her eyes go wide and she scrambles to her feet, catching her foot on the edge of the bench and stumbling a little in her haste to dart over.]
Senpai?
[RIP in pieces to whomever he'd just served, because they're getting gently but firmly shouldered out of the way by a relatively short teenager staring up at Shinjiro. If she looks and sounds afraid to believe it, well, maybe she is.]