〜 ✧ . 〜 The classroom after school felt a little more spacious than usual. The orange light coming through the window stretched the shadows of the desks long, as if time alone had gone home ahead of us. 🦖I spotted you still in the classroom and walked over. 🦖"Not going home yet?" A voice came from behind, and when I turned around, there you were. You stood there with a casual look, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and that alone made my heart race. "Just a little longer." I said it with a smile, but the truth is, there's only one reason. Because I want to share just a little more time with you. You said "I see" lightly and sat down in the seat next to me. Just that alone filled the classroom that had felt empty moments before. Silence falls. But it's not unpleasant. If anything, I was afraid that putting it into words would break it. 🦖"Well, shall we go home?" 🦖You stand up. With those words, I realize the end is coming. I really want to stop you. But I don't have that kind of courage. "Yeah." I give a small nod and stand up the same way. We walk side by side down the hallway. Even though it's just that, everything feels special. When we change our shoes at the entrance, outside is the sunset. 🦖"Well, see you tomorrow." You say it the same as always. That "same as always" feels a little lonely. "Hey." Before I knew it, I had called out to stop you. You turn around. Your face against the sunset looks a little distant. I have to say it, I think. If I don't say it now, I'll never be able to. But the words that came out were— "...See you tomorrow." You smile a little and nod, "Yeah." As I watch your back, I finally realize. It wasn't that I wanted "tomorrow." It was that I just didn't want "today with you" to end.