[ At least Kuro doesn't have as much shit to deal with. He just walks - more like jogs, really - until he sees the familiar campus. It's warmer in the lobby where the security is, where he's kept from going up to find Nazuna himself, but he's fine with waiting. After all, they were apart for so long, now. What's a few more minutes.
He doesn't bother with his phone after he shoots him the text. Instead, he pops it into his jacket pocket and pulls his hat off again, contemplative and a little jittery in the pit of his chest. It doesn't show on his face, really, but his fingers flex in nervous fists in his jacket pockets as he rocks back and forth on his heels like he's fourteen all over again.
And then he hears someone coming down the stairs, and Kuro turns to look towards them, perking up. Seeing Nazuna is - surreal, really. Almost nothing has changed about him, physically. His hair, sure, and his odd eyes, but he's not any taller, his build isn't really any different. But his eyes are lit up, and that long hair is long gone, kept to one, uneven side.
It looks great. Nazuna looks great.
That comment surprises a bark of a laugh out of him, though, sudden and deep from his chest as he ducks his head down - body following it a little, out of habit - as if he's actually embarrassed. He isn't, but it's a good chance to compose himself. ]
It's not like I had any control over it, y'know! Not vertically, anyways.
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He doesn't bother with his phone after he shoots him the text. Instead, he pops it into his jacket pocket and pulls his hat off again, contemplative and a little jittery in the pit of his chest. It doesn't show on his face, really, but his fingers flex in nervous fists in his jacket pockets as he rocks back and forth on his heels like he's fourteen all over again.
And then he hears someone coming down the stairs, and Kuro turns to look towards them, perking up. Seeing Nazuna is - surreal, really. Almost nothing has changed about him, physically. His hair, sure, and his odd eyes, but he's not any taller, his build isn't really any different. But his eyes are lit up, and that long hair is long gone, kept to one, uneven side.
It looks great. Nazuna looks great.
That comment surprises a bark of a laugh out of him, though, sudden and deep from his chest as he ducks his head down - body following it a little, out of habit - as if he's actually embarrassed. He isn't, but it's a good chance to compose himself. ]
It's not like I had any control over it, y'know! Not vertically, anyways.