But seriously, just imagine how devastated Tetsu must have been when he heard that his best friend got hit by a truck and died right after they had an argument, and an argument over sunglasses to boot. ;A;
Uwaah ! I cry everytime when I watch the episode 3 OTL…I talked with my megane kouhai about Tetsu and his friend Koichi…and…I was like “oh mah gah, poor baby…I love you so much…DON’T CRY TETSU”. And I though about something else…How Tetsu reacts after Koichi’s death ? Really I want to know because Santa-senpai makes me cry so so much x’D (the end of the episode omg…TOO MUCH FEELS)
Btw, hope you like this drawing of the fantabulous “young Tet-chan” :’DD
cold sweat, Tetsu woke up at midnight agitated from a terrible nightmare. He
remember the details, but he was sure it was anguishing, judging by his heart
palpitating agitatedly in his chest, and the abysmal fright that weighed over
his shoulders and made his head throb.
tried to even his breath but it was difficult. He hadn’t had nightmares so
disturbing since… Since years ago.
the sweat off his forehead he decided to get up, and headed to the kitchen to
get a glass of water that could help calm him down. However, before he could
reach it, he stopped suddenly and turned to the cafe. There was something he
felt he had to do.
turning on any light he walked towards the front of the shop. There was no need
to do so, since the path to the framed picture and the sunglasses lying beside
it saw engraved in his memory.
out a shaky hand, his fingertips caressed the glasses, tracing over its edges.
He muttered in a low, trembling voice, and a shudder crossed his spine, making
him burst into tears as he suddenly remembered the dream.
was about Koichi, of course it was, it always was. And he didn’t want to think
about it but at the same time he didn’t want to forget.
just stood there, crying and feeling the texture of the glasses over and over.
And then he felt a warm, gentle pressure in his chest, that made the tears stop
and the uneasiness in his heart fade away.
only lasted a few seconds, but left him with a peaceful smile. He caressed the
sunglasses once more, whispered “Thank you”, and went back to sleep.
So imagine Shirogane as a high schooler picking a fight with a guy from another school literally in the middle of the street, going so heated that he doesn’t notice the car that’s heading toward him, until a hand grabs him by the collar and yanks him into the sidewalk.
Next thing he knows is that Asahina-sensei is holding him tightly, trying to make him promise he’ll be careful next time, but barely being able to talk through his tears, while trembling terrified.