Keiji hasn't been talking neither with him nor with the team days after their night hang out and it irritates Yael to the core. He kind of feels it's his fault but for some reason, he can't seem to find the exact cause of this whole fiasco.
He tries to think of one, tilting his head in the process as he bit the upper tip of his pen.
'There has to be something,' he thought as his eyes traveled to the back of Keiji who's sitting in front of him, seemingly focused in class.
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"So, how's your brother? The one who used to cook something like this for you?"
Keiji paused on what he's doing and stared at the stick he's currently holding. Yael saw how Keiji's lives curved into a thin line before he spoke.
"He's fine, probably resting right now after all the work he's done."
"That's grea
