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Ayanokouji and Airsu date

( Before ayankouji and airsu meet ) 

The sun was setting over the campus of Advanced Nurturing High School, casting a warm glow over the meticulously landscaped gardens and elegant architecture. Amidst this picturesque scene, Arisu Sakayanagi found herself waiting anxiously at the entrance of the school's main building, a delicate blush gracing her cheeks.

She glanced at her watch, noting the time with a hint of impatience. It was unlike her to be kept waiting, but today was no ordinary day. Today, she was meeting someone special—someone who had intrigued her in ways she couldn't quite understand.

Just as she was about to give up hope, she spotted him approaching from across the courtyard. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, with his characteristic calm demeanor and enigmatic aura, strode towards her with a casual elegance that belied his true nature.

"Good evening, Sakayanagi-san," Ayanokouji greeted, his voice as composed as ever.

Arisu nodded in acknowledgment, her heart fluttering in her chest. "Good evening, Ayanokouji-kun. Thank you for agreeing to meet me."

Ayanokouji inclined his head slightly. "The pleasure is mine. Shall we proceed?"

With a nod, Arisu fell into step beside him as they made their way towards their destination—a quaint French bistro that had recently opened near the school. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft murmur of conversation as they entered the cozy establishment.

Seated at a secluded table near the window, Arisu and Ayanokouji exchanged polite small talk as they perused the menu. Arisu couldn't help but steal glances at Ayanokouji, marveling at the subtle nuances of his expression and the quiet strength that seemed to radiate from him.

As they placed their orders and waited for their food to arrive, Arisu found herself growing increasingly curious about the person sitting across from her. There was something about Ayanokouji that defied explanation—a mystery waiting to be unraveled.

"So, Ayanokouji-kun, tell me about yourself," Arisu began, her voice tinged with genuine interest.

Ayanokouji regarded her with a thoughtful expression, as if considering his response carefully. "There isn't much to tell, Sakayanagi-san. I am simply a student like any other, trying to navigate the complexities of high school life."

Arisu couldn't help but smile at his modesty. "Surely there must be more to you than that, Ayanokouji-kun. You have a reputation for being... unconventional, shall we say?"

Ayanokouji's lips quirked in a faint smile, a rare sight that sent a thrill of excitement coursing through Arisu's veins. "Perhaps you are right, Sakayanagi-san. But I prefer to let my actions speak for themselves."

"Kiyotaka-kun," Arisu began, her voice laced with curiosity, "I've always wondered about your past. You're such a mysterious figure, and yet you seem to navigate life with such ease. How did you become the person you are today?"

Ayanokouji glanced up from his cup of espresso, his expression unreadable. "My past is not something I like to dwell on, Sakayanagi-san. I prefer to focus on the present and the future."

Arisu frowned slightly, sensing the deflection in Ayanokouji's response. She had expected as much—after all, prying into Ayanokouji's past was like trying to unravel a tangled web of secrets and shadows. But still, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration at his evasiveness.

"I understand," Arisu said, masking her disappointment with a polite smile. "Let's talk about something else, then. How are you finding your classes this semester?"

Ayanokouji's lips twitched in what might have been a smile as he launched into a discussion about their academic pursuits. Arisu listened intently, marveling at Ayanokouji's intellect and keen insights. Despite his reluctance to open up about his past, there was no denying his brilliance.