philologus:

               iaculus

             _{”— Oh, I didn’t expect anybody to be here,” the teen muttered as he stepped into the clubroom. Emerald hues shifted to the table, trying to locate the workload Mitsuki was supposed to have left him.}

        _{Akihito turned at the approaching steps, suspecting one of the Nase’s, but instead was greeted by a not-so-familiar face.} 

        _{Who was he?}

        _{Akihito knew he had seen this boy’s face around campus, but a name didn’t surface in his mind.}

        _{He furrowed his brow slightly in perplexion as he watched the boy enter in the club room. His appearance being normal, the aura around his body was one that Akihito knew very well- he was a Spirit World Warrior.} 

        _{Did Mitsuki accept him into the club? She hadn’t mentioned it to him at all, but there was a good possibility. Mitsuki had been cramming for finals the past week or so, therefore he hadn’t seen much of her outside of the clubroom, which they were all usually busy reading instead of gossiping.}

        _{“Oh, uh, hello.” He finally drawled inquisitively, continuing to watch the boy.}