We decided to wrap things up for the day as a collective wave of fatigue had swept over us. It seemed like everyone was either battling a sudden drowsiness or feeling the aftermath of the pills they had taken. Even I found myself growing a bit hazy after just thirty minutes.
We placed the Cerilidon poles back in the storage room, Jun would normally always stay behind to help me put stuff back.
I placed a pole on its front while I stood back, taking a deep sigh. These things were very heavy but kind of like strength training.
After putting it down I glanced at him suddenly feeling like I hadn't seen his face up close in a while.
His eyes were a clear navy blue and his black hair hung just below his thick arched eyebrows. His brows furrowed and his expression looked soft and his expression less cautious and frigid than it had once been.
His eyes scanned the unorganised small storage space, which was rather cluttered, his jaw turning as his head tilted.
