nazuna has been trying to psych himself up to actually go up to the rooftop for the past ten minutes. he's got everything he needs to do this--there's no homemade chocolate, he knows izumi--but oh god. oh god, is he really going to confess to him.
it takes all of those ten minutes for nazuna to just do it, squaring his shoulders and pushing the door to the rooftop open. izumi is right there, of course, on time, and even just the sight of him makes nazuna's entire face color red. ]
I-Izumichin! [ he squeaks, at least an octave higher than usual. ] You're here. [ nailed it. ]
a dream tbh
nazuna has been trying to psych himself up to actually go up to the rooftop for the past ten minutes. he's got everything he needs to do this--there's no homemade chocolate, he knows izumi--but oh god. oh god, is he really going to confess to him.
it takes all of those ten minutes for nazuna to just do it, squaring his shoulders and pushing the door to the rooftop open. izumi is right there, of course, on time, and even just the sight of him makes nazuna's entire face color red. ]
I-Izumichin! [ he squeaks, at least an octave higher than usual. ] You're here. [ nailed it. ]