The golden afternoon light filtered through the classroom windows, dancing across the dust motes that hung suspended in the quiet air.
Seijirou let out a long, groggy yawn, the fog of a dreamless sleep slowly lifting from his mind.
As his vision cleared, he found himself staring directly into the warm, golden eyes of Miyamura Hana.
She was still sitting in the chair she had pulled up, her chin resting on her palms, watching him with a serene, almost protective smile.
"Ah... good morning, Sensei," Seijirou muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
The stiffness in his joints reminded him of the all-nighter Retsu and Hiyori had forced upon him. "Sorry. I didn't mean to pass out like that on my first day back."
Hana shook her head gently, her messy blonde bun bobbing with the movement. "There's no need to apologize, Seijirou-kun. There isn't even a class right now. Everyone is currently in the gym for a special assembly and a major announcement."
