He did not reply immediately and Sumire considered leaving. He most-likely wont be able to answer her when he is in this strange mood.

Shin looks up, " I'm weird?"

"Very weird."

"Maybe I should leave for today."

"What's this now..."she trails of. This must be the first time she's ever seen him in such a state. If the fans knew that their calm and collected Nakara Shin was like this then they'd definitely cry. But she doesn't dislike it. After all it's only natural for people to have a side like this to them. She reaches over and pats his hair, " I don't know what happened. But please cheer up. Your our teacher, you know?".

After patting his hair for a few minutes. Shin finally returned to normal. "Did you need something?"

She rolled her eyes when she saw how quickly he changed gears. Well it is better than him being depressed. She lifted up her workbook and showed him the question she was stuck on. "You see this question here, I was thinking of using this formula." Sumire pointed to the one she wrote down in pencil.

Shin nodded. "Yeah, what seems to be the issue?"

"So I use the right method, but the answer is wrong."

"Do you want to test it out using research paper questions? I will help you."

Her eyes brightened when she heard those words. "Then I will leave it to you."

Shin stood up and walked over to one of the filing cabinets. Sumire walked over to the table and sat down. "Did Atsuro call back?"

"He did and he wasn't pleased."

Sumire laughed. "I figured."

"Why don't you just talk to him? It should not do any harm, and even Yuhi thinks it is okay."

She shook her head. "There is no need for the two of us to talk now. Besides, I am supposed to be angry at him."

Shin nodded. "That is true…" He trailed of. "Does Yuhi always behave that way toward you?"

At that comment Sumire blinked when she heard that question. "I suppose you could say that."

"I see."

For the next few minutes nobody said anything and Sumire felt the atmosphere grow tenser and tenser. She felt very nervous.

It happened in a split moment. One moment she was thinking of how to break the tense atmosphere and in the next the windows shattered.

…..

The city was always endlessly changing while she was kept at a standstill. Trapped in the illusion she made for herself. Ever since Mamoru passed away, she created this illusion that it was impossible for her to fall in love. It is impossible for her to trust others.

She remembered staring at her legs and urged them to move but they remained still.

When Sumire opened her eyes, she realized that the shards of glass did not reach her yet. No, it should have. No matter how fast her reflexes are, she should have gotten hurt. But she was unharmed, instead somebody was on top of her and shielding her.

"Yu-"

"Heh." Yuhi mumbled and brushed his fingers across her cheeks. "You okay?"

Her eyes widened as she tried to register what just happened. Since the shards did not hit her, and Yuhi covered her that meant -- Sumire tried to sit up but Yuhi would not allow her.

"Ssh, there is still more."

Right as Yuhi said those words the remaining pieces of glass from the windows shattered, some black items hit the shelves and knocked everything down. Sumire immediately realized what it was, poisonous gas. The small item broke apart and a strange toxin covered the room. She glanced over and saw that the door to the storeroom was open. Is Shin trying to…..

Yuhi coughed and she returned her attention back to him. She saw specs of red from the corner of his mouth and her eyes widened in shock. Wait? Where did the glass hit h-- Sumire spotted something from the corner of her eyes. A glass shard on Yuhis shoulder blades. "Yuhi, wait stay still."

She has to remove that before it pierces into his skin further.

"Sssh." Yuhi kissed the temple of her forehead. "Relax."

Sumire felt the tears well up in her eyes. "Yuhi, stupid."

He knew didn't he? Yuhi knew that somebody was after her this entire time. No wonder he keeps sticking like glue to her recently, so this was the reason for his clingy behaviour. If only she noticed the signs before. Sumire thought that Yuhi was acting clingy due to his jealousy but it turns out that was not the case here. If only she noticed sooner, then this would not have happened.

She knew this was not the time but once again… I am reminded of how muscular Yuhi is.

With his body pressed on top of her like this. It was hard for her to look away or avoid noticing such things. When they sleep together, she does not notice it since she usually falls asleep right away. But now? Now she could not look away from him.

He is like a fine piece of art, any artist would think the same way as her. Yuhi would be the ideal model. But those thoughts were at the back of her mind right now, her focus on Yuhi is different.

Yuhi is so handsome… She felt her cheeks burn red. To think this person not only likes her but he is her boyfriend too. It is hard to believe that Terashima Yuhi belongs to her.

Yuhi suddenly chuckled and Sumire knew he caught her staring.

He kissed her forehead again. "I know you want me sweetheart. But try to control yourself, this isnt exactly the time to flirt."

Whenever she hears the term sweetheart, it reminds her of Sano. She tugged on his hand. "Change it."

Yuhi blinked and then laughed again. "You really are something." He paused. "Do you understand our current situation? Or do I need to spell it out for you."

"I know, and I am not deliberately flirting with you."

"So you admit that you are flirting?"

Sumire nodded. "Mm." Though she understood this wasn't the time to flirt or check him out, it is impossible for any girl to ignore a man like Terashima Yuhi. She extended her hand out. "Since the enemy is taking their time, could I kiss you?"