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[part one]

all other students had now departed for home. Hibiki now felt more alone than ever as he lingered at the school's main entrance, as one of just two boys who were unable to go home for the winter holidays. and the other was nowhere to be found. the two teachers who were to stay behind as well (they could hardly leave two minors all by themselves in such a large and desolate building for days) stood in front of Hibiki, bundling up as they prepared to head out for a bit.

"now... we are running low and food and don't particularly wish to starve, so i trust that Kamishiro and yourself will behave while the two of us nip into town?" Hibiki's form tutor addressed him while slipping on a pair of gloves.

"y- yes, Sir..." came the usual timid reply, trying his best to hide the anxiety of being completely alone. Rui was nowhere to be seen, currently.

"oh, and do try to stay by his side. who knows what that rascal of a boy will get up to if left to his own devices... in a literal sense. he should be the very last individual to be allowed anywhere near machinery, and yet..." the other teacher added with a sigh.

Hibiki nodded and a few minutes later, watched the teachers' car drive off. he turned back, closing the grand doors of the school behind him as he slowly started walking along the barren corridors, the only sound within the place being his own footsteps and the howling storm outside. he had decided to do what the teachers had said and was now on the hunt for the infamous Kamishiro Rui. it couldn't be that difficult, right? after all, they were the only two people in the entire school... though, a very large school. hm.

growing increasingly nervous as he went around what he was sure to be the entire school, Hibiki continued to find not a single trace of Rui. eventually, he found himself in the school theatre- well, the title of the room was a little misleading... it was hardly used for real performances, only assemblies in which the boys would be berated for not upholding usual standard in some way or another.

Hibiki felt a chill run down his spine upon entering through the double doors.

... he couldn't quite place it, but... but something felt awry about the room. perhaps it was how dark it was. he stood on his tiptoes, just high enough to reach the light switch. that made the vast room significantly less eerie... however. something was still off.

the stage curtains, massive, velvety teal ones, were drawn.

they were usually open always.

he hesitantly walked up the stage steps, before reaching out to the curtains, almost making an attempt to "knock" on them as if they were doors, before feeling rather silly indeed.

"... u- uhm... K- Kamishiro-san...? are... are you here...?" he called meekly through the thick fabric.

no response. he didn't particularly expect one, but...

sighing, Hibiki realised he'd have to head further into the stage himself. as his hand gripped onto the edge of one of the curtains, he felt his stomach flip... this was how horror movies went. a boy, all alone, about to reveal a currently hidden area... sure to come to an unpleasant end.

he internally hit himself for letting his anxiety-driven imagination run wild and finally threw the stage curtains aside, creating the sound of chains running against each other several metres above him as he exposed the stage.

he exhaled for several seconds, eyes darting around. the other boy he was looking for was not here. just a few unique looking robots scattered about the wooden flooring, as if acting out a scene. Hibiki glanced at them curiously, walking over to one of the smaller ones. it was a little, pink... drone? and it was seemingly shaped like a cat. he rarely saw anything so... cute in this school. not only was it surprisingly endearing, but.. seemingly handmade? not that it was a shabby job, not at all- it simply had that certain charm to it.

just as he was about to lean down to have a bit of a closer look-

a crash that shook poor Hibiki to the core boomed from his left as something- no, a someone- plummeted from God knows where up the ceiling, from within the stage rigging, right down to the stage, a mere metre away from where he stood.

someone let out a blood-curdling scream. it took Hibiki a good few seconds to realise that it was his own, for the short boy was utterly preoccupied. he shot back up to his full height as if struck by lightning and sharply stumbled backwards.

… right off the side of the stage.

his initial scream of shock was muted instantaneously, voice dying in his throat as he felt the floor vanish beneath him, head forced to jerk backwards.

Hibiki braced himself for the inevitable sensation of being winded when the cold, hard ground was sure to make contact with his back in less than a second and knock all of the wind out of him.

but it never came.

he found his upper body practically suspended in midair as... something had taken his left forearm in a firm grasp. five long, slender yet surprisingly strong fingers gripped his arm, putting a halt to his fall.

breathless, Hibiki's eyes followed the fingers, to an arm, to a pair of shoulders... and then finally, to the face that was surrounded by fluffy, lavender locks.

a pair of ethereal, golden irises stared into his own soft brown ones.

these eyes were slightly narrowed and creased around the edges, due to their owner smiling... apologetically. and when he finally spoke, still holding onto Hibiki's arm, the one force preventing his fall, a nervous laugh underlied his gentle voice.

"... hiya~ my dearest apologies, i didn't mean to give you such a fright. Miyake-kun, isn't it?"

#[OOC: HIBIRUI FIRST MEETING!!! this too is yuri]#hibiki's thoughts...

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