The morning sun filtered through the curtains of the Kageyama household, glinting off the polished silverware and the pristine floors.
Seijirou stood in the foyer, his eyes half-closed in a lingering daze of exhaustion from the previous night's exploits.
Behind him, Yuko, his own personal maid and Haruka's mother, was meticulously smoothing out the wrinkles in his school blazer.
Haruka, as always, headed to school first.
"There, all set, Seijirou-kun," Yuko said with a warm, maternal smile as she gave his shoulders a final pat.
Seijirou nodded, adjusting his collar. "I'm off. Take care, Yuko."
He stepped out of the grand gates, the cool morning air doing little to clear the grogginess from his head.
However, his drowsiness evaporated the moment he saw Suzune waiting by the curb.
Usually the picture of bright, cheerful grace, she now looked utterly distraught, with her shoulders hunched, and her expression was one of pure, unadulterated panic.
