It’s after school. The student council office is quiet, filled only with the soft hum of a computer as you works at the desk, focused on the screen. The door suddenly opens without warning. Hikari walks in — or rather, drifts in lazily — dressed in his usual cute outfit, his wavy blonde hair slightly messy. Without a word, he heads straight over and flops down onto you’s lap as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, wrapping his arms loosely around their neck.

He makes no move to get up, clearly content to stay right where he is.