Like usual, Ryoga had left with his clothes strewn all over the room alongside unclean dishes and other miscellaneous items that cluttered the room and gave it a very chaotic feel that matched the older boy’s personality. Changing into his school uniform, he then grabbed his bag and tablet from his desk before walking across the hallway and pressing the keypad to unlock the door. Shaking his head at the devil’s temptation, Leonidas finished up his breakfast before entering the bathroom to wash up and get ready for the day. Perhaps he should start eating two bags in the morning? Rolling it around in his mouth for a little longer to savour it, Leonidas felt the sweet chocolate melt before looking forlornly into the bag that seemed to be getting smaller and smaller each year.

He had put them the furthest in the back meaning it would be time to restock soon. It was his favorite cookies n’ cream flavour. Opening the bag of kinoko no yama he popped one in his mouth only to feel slightly disappointed. Getting on all fours, he stretched his arm underneath his bed and felt around a little until he heard the crinkle of a foil bag and felt the small bag in his hand. Touching it gently with his left hand, he stroked the clock while thanking it internally for keeping him company through another night. Getting up with smooth movements he approached the clock that was placed slightly above his head on the opposing wall. In the last minute, it always seemed to Leonidas that the arrow would begin to move slower, as if it too was not willing to let the game end here, but inevitably the small arrow hit the six and Leonidas took off the blanket that he had wrapped around himself. Like every other night, the game eventually had to come to an end but for some reason he still felt a twinge of sadness that they would have to part until the next night. Seeing the small arrow begin to approach the six, Leonidas felt a pang in his heart. He wondered for a brief moment if anyone else knew such a fun game existed before his mind found its way back to the large clock on the wall and resumed the game. Leonidas was good at counting and he was good at waiting. Then once he restarted 60 times, the smaller arrow would move. Watching the arrow continue to move, Leonidas decided to play the game that he had learned when he was younger.Ĭounting along with the ticking of the clock in his head, Leonidas knew that once hit 60, the arrow would move again.

The clock hanging across the room was loud, but the constant tick had a hypnotizing allure that soothed Leonidas so he buried himself even more tightly under his blue blanket and watched it peacefully.Īfter 60 ticks, the larger arrow moved slightly. If it weren’t for the closet that had 3 sets of overly large clothes and a small bag that had his tablet charging besides it, it would be almost impossible to determine whether or not someone actually lived here. Practically devoid of any personal belongings, Leonidas looked from his plain blue bed that had a single pillow on it, at the sparse room. Off-Campus Hakuren Dorms, 03:00, Next Dayīlinking his bright orange eyes in the darkness of his room, Leonidas was accustomed to the same sight he saw every night.

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