[You know, Haru thought she'd cried out everything she had before she texted Yusuke. It sure felt like there was nothing else to give once she was done.
But when she sees him running towards her, she just feels them start up again. She lets go of Lavande's handles and, even though she's so protective of her moped, she doesn't care where it comes to a stop. She doesn't even know why just seeing him's making her cry again, but she finds herself taking in a harsh, hiccuping breath and squeezing her eyes shut just as he hugs her.
And god, that solid warmth is like a rock in this storm she's in. She holds him tight, as if he's the only thing keeping her from being lost again, and buries her face in his shoulder as she tries to get a hold of herself again. Yusuke's one of the very few whom she doesn't mind crying in front of, but she's already got a low opinion of herself at the moment, and this is just making it worse.]
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But when she sees him running towards her, she just feels them start up again. She lets go of Lavande's handles and, even though she's so protective of her moped, she doesn't care where it comes to a stop. She doesn't even know why just seeing him's making her cry again, but she finds herself taking in a harsh, hiccuping breath and squeezing her eyes shut just as he hugs her.
And god, that solid warmth is like a rock in this storm she's in. She holds him tight, as if he's the only thing keeping her from being lost again, and buries her face in his shoulder as she tries to get a hold of herself again. Yusuke's one of the very few whom she doesn't mind crying in front of, but she's already got a low opinion of herself at the moment, and this is just making it worse.]