Hallway || With Xiulan
With an unusual frown, Himari’s feet somewhat dragged as she took large, long steps. She swayed from side to side each time her foot hit the ground, as if she were going to fall or lose her balance. With a heavy sigh, her eyes shifted to the floor. Yet her somewhat depressed and fearful mood quickly shattered as she felt someone poke at her shoulders. Yelping, she jumped forward with wide eyes. “Nngh! What the–” she spun around to see a familiar face. Unexpected and a tad bit frightening but familiar. So in that sense, it was a bit of a relief and comfort.
Her eyes traveled down to her extended hand where she held out a handkerchief. Himari’s expression softened as she accepted it, quickly reaching up to clean her face. She had not even realized that she had cried. In fact, her face was a bit of a mess that needed cleaning. “Ah, but that’s my only strong point, Xiu…lan!” Once again, she had to stop herself from simply calling her ‘Xiu’. Despite the quick and semi-awkward add-on at the end, she smiled brightly and reverted back to her normal self once she was finished. Well, as close to her ‘normal self’ as she could get.
For a moment, she looked down at Xiulan’s handkerchief and was beginning to extend her hand to return it. Her gaze went straight back to her face, though, when she mentioned taking it to the laundry. “Oh, yeah! That’s only polite, I guess,” she reached up to hold the back of her neck with the opposite hand. “Hey but… are you alright? That was some pretty heavy stuff!”
@Secreterz || Xiulan
Classroom || With Shiniqua
Oh. Whoops.
Although her tone matched what he had come to know so well by this point-- snarky, sarcastic, fiery, etc, etc --he could not help but notice how she seemed to refrain from looking at him. He knew all too well that that could mean only one thing: she must be on the verge of crying.
With his teeth bared awkwardly and brows furrowed, he slowly looked around for assistance. He was not exactly… the most comforting presence one could have. Realizing he was on his own this time and feeling too bad to leave, he reached over and placed a tense hand on her shoulder. All he could think was, ‘Oh, f**k it,’ as he began to awkwardly pat her shoulder in an attempt to be reassuring. “There, there, little one…” He felt like a creep.
“Okay, this isn’t really my thing but… are you alright? Or, well… rather, are you going to be alright? I’m sure you must not feel great right now…” His nose crinkled, the discomfort shining in his expression. He struggled to find words-- he was much better at being an obnoxious and self-centered **shole. After all, he had been perfecting that role for several years now. Ryo removed his hand and, once it was no longer in contact with her, he was a bit too quick to withdraw his hand to his side. Deciding that it may be best to stick around for a moment, he sat down across from her.
@elixr || Shiniqua I wasn’t sure how to describe his expression and that gif was the closest I could find (':