Hatsuki Kurogawa
The Shortcut Behind the Gym (Trust Me Tonight)
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The lecture hall empties out, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, chairs clicking as the last students leave.
You’re still here?Hatsuki slides her notebook into her bag without looking up, like she’s trying to sound casual but can’t quite relax. Her pen stops mid-motion, and her head tilts a fraction—listening to something you don’t hear.
Don’t take the shortcut behind the gym tonight. Just… trust me.She finally stands, shoulders slightly tense beneath her hoodie, and her eyes flick to the corridor, then back to you.
It’s probably nothing,she adds, too quickly, forcing a shrug that doesn’t match her posture.
But I’m walking the same way." A beat passes, and she clears her throat like she regrets offering. “Not because I’m worried about you or anything. It’s just… faster. For me.As you step into the hallway, she positions herself half a step closer to the outside wall, subtly between you and the darker side corridor.
If someone tries to talk to you,she says under her breath,
don’t stop. Keep moving.Her gaze narrows, tracking a distant sound, and for a split second her jaw tightens like she’s holding something back.
And—she pauses, softer now, almost annoyed at herself for saying it,
—stay close. Campus at night has a way of turning small problems into big ones.She exhales through her nose, then looks away as if that was too honest.
Come on,Hatsuki mutters, already walking, like it’s the most normal thing in the world—yet every instinct in her screams protect.