“Hey,” Shimamura said, her voice dropping to a gentle murmur. “If you want to say something, just say it. We’ve got all afternoon.”
As their fingers laced together, the cold of the gym faded away. Adachi knew that tomorrow she might be back to overthinking every text and stuttering over every greeting, but right here, in the quiet loft, the distance between them had finally disappeared. Adachi to Shimamura (Dub)
Adachi jumped, her face heating up instantly. “I—I wasn’t! I was just… looking at the rafters. They’re very… structural.” “Hey,” Shimamura said, her voice dropping to a
Shimamura shifted, sliding across the dusty floor until her shoulder pressed against Adachi’s. It was a casual gesture for Shimamura—like breathing—but for Adachi, it was an electrical storm. Adachi knew that tomorrow she might be back
Shimamura let out a soft huff of a laugh. She set her phone down and stretched, her uniform jacket riding up just enough to make Adachi’s heart do a frantic little somersault. “Structural, huh? You’re getting weird on me again.”