Meanwhile, Kaelith had also returned to school. At last, he found the chance to properly sit down with Jaden, and for a short while, things between them seemed to fall into a comfortable rhythm again.
That afternoon, Kaelith sat in his dormitory room before the mirror of his dressing table. The soft light of the lamp illuminated his reflection as he carefully combed through his freshly trimmed hair, working a small amount of curling gel into the strands.
His delicate fingers twisted one curl at a time, shaping it until the blonde locks formed into a defined bounce.
"So, based on all of this, what we need to do is just reach out to Mr. Dane," Jaden said from across the room, a neat stack of documents resting in his hand.
His tone was practical, focused. They had already attempted this discussion once before just before the incident that forced both of them to take an unplanned break from school. It was about their group project, and how best to approach it.
