Beyond The Table, Thus The Boundary

The door was not opened completely when he rushed inside. He dashed to the toilet bowl and threw everything inside his stomach up. The one opening the door gasped in shock but he cooled several milliseconds later. After ensuring the locked door, he made his way to the toilet and approached the first man. Seeing him panting after puking, the second man crouched on the floor and his one hand patted the back to soothe him down.            “Was it too bad?” Takuya tore a few pieces of toilet papers and wiped the sweat emerged in beads from the forehead.

Another one significant month has passed, and spending time in the Library of Amethyst College has been Tsubasa’s routine. She liked being there. Even if she did not have any assignment or dateline, she would still come there just to sit and read for approximately three hours per day. She would not come during weekend since she prioritized rest. Nevertheless, she never felt any boredom hit through those days. Her daily basicity was well made for her, and she never found any more reason to attempt other schedule.            And yes, there was another thing mattered.