~Time skip: 1 week~

Jin looked at everyone gathered in the small building. He did roll call before clearing his throat.

"I have bad news to tell you all. Chizuru, Kasuka." said Jin, beckoning them to come up. "As of tomorrow, these two will be coming with me to spend time in a correctional facility due to their insensitivity and heartlessness towards their peer."

Yuni and Senri were in complete shock. They looked at Shigure and Yuma who didn't seem the slightest bit fazed.

"What do you mean? What's going on?" Senri asked in a panicked voice.

Issei knew the situation would happen, so he produced a folder from behind his back and slid it over to Senri.

"In there contains the properties found in the drink 'Rintaro' gave Yuma that day and we found traces of Kasuka's magic inside it." Issei explained as Senri and Yuni looked through it. "And Rintaro's alibi checks out that he was indeed still away during the time it happened, leaving the only person able to change their appearance, Chizuru, as the perpetrator."

"Chizaki wouldn't intentionally want to hurt Yuma... right?" Yuni asked, looking at Chizuru.

"I don't think anything I say will get me out of this situation." Chizuru responded, looking away from Yuni.

"He understands the situation well." Rintaro quipped.

"I know this is all so sudden, but it was probably better this way. I hope you engrave the memories you've made with them this past week deep in your heart. You won't be seeing them for a long time." said Jin with his arms folded.

Shigure looked at Yuma who looked as if he'd collapse at any moment. Everyone started to talk and Yuma took that opportunity to leave his seat. It was going to happen no matter what. If he hadn't accepted the drink, none of this would be happening. If he had kept Chizuru from leaving, it probably could've prevented this too.

"Yuma, how are you feeling...?" Issei asked from behind him.

Yuma walked further away from him. Issei sighed heavily then watched Chizuru jog after him. He figured he'd let them have their moment, seeing as how they wouldn't be around each other much longer.

"Yuma, there's something I have to say to you." Chizuru said with pursed lips.

"What is it?" he asked.

"You're kind of cool... Your powers aren't half bad either." said Chizuru, rubbing his neck. "And again, I'm sorry. For everything. At least now you can live in peace."

"But I don't want that!" Yuma said blurted out.

They quietly looked at each other, hoping the other would speak. Yuma looked at him then looked down at the ground.

"I don't mind your pranks and teasing... It's interesting to see how your mind works. I've often drawn your pranks and teases in my sketchbook. I was waiting for a good time to show you them, but I guess today will be the only time..." Yuma said quietly.

"Then show me." Chizuru said, giving Yuma his first smile.

Yuma felt his cheeks grow hot. He always knew Chizuru was a charming person, but seeing him smile made him even more charming. He engraved it into his mind, set on sketching it the second they got back to his room.

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Chizuru quietly flipped through Yuma's sketchbook while Yuma sketched in another on the floor beside him. Chizuru flipped the page and found one of them catching his eye. The way Yuma captured every detail of the progression, from him standing with his eyes closed, being pushed, the water splashing up from him coming in contact with the water and the way he lied still in the fountain. The only fault he found with it was that after he pushed him, he transformed back into himself and didn't stay as Minato.

Chizuru looked over at Yuma who's focus was completely on the sketchbook before him. He peeked over and felt familiarity from it.

"What are you sketching?" he asked quietly.

Yuma continued to work, having completely blocked out everything. He had to get his smile on paper or else he'd go insane. Chizuru watched him work in complete silence. The more Yuma worked, the more he realized why it felt familiar. Yuma was sketching him.

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Yuma put the finishing touches then exhaled in relief. It was done. He heard clapping beside him and saw Chizuru looking straight at him. His heart skipped a few beats.

"May I see?" asked Chizuru, despite having already seen it.

"Sure..." Yuma mumbled, handing over the sketchbook.

Chizuru looked at it, wondering how he was able to capture moments so well. He felt Yuma made him look better than he actually did.

"Do... do you..." Yuma stammered, finding it hard to voice his question.

"Do I...?" Chizuru asked, wondering what he had to say.

Yuma bit his lip and ultimately gave up. He took the sketchbook back and held it close. Why was it hard to ask? What was he afraid of? Chizuru stood up from his spot on the floor and stretched out.

"Well, I should get going. Ryugasaki said we're leaving first thing in the morning. I hate mornings." said Chizuru before making his way to the front door.

"Wait!" Yuma said and becoming surprised when he stopped. He wasn't expecting him to stop. "Here, take this."

Chizuru watched as Yuma ripped out a page from his sketchbook and handed it to him. It was the fountain progression. He must've noticed he was staring at it.

"Thank you..." Chizuru said softly. "I'll cherish this."

What else could he do to keep him from leaving? He placed his sketchbook aside then went after Chizuru.

"Yuma?" Chizuru called out in confusion, being dragged by Yuma. "Where are we going? Yuma, answer me!"

Chizuru felt his heart sink at the sight of Yuma's face. He looked as if he'd cry right at that moment from the smallest thing. He stopped asking and let Yuma take him wherever he was taking him.

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Shino glared at Chizuru who glared back at him. They both looked at Yuma who held his head in his hands.

"What happened?" Shino asked quietly.

"It's complicated but, let's just say he's going to be separated from friends for a long time..." said Chizuru, feeling awful.

"So, why did he bring you here?" Shino spat.

"Ask him yourself. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to raid your fridge." Chizuru said and walked off.

Shino sat beside him and saw he had an incoming call from someone named "Riri☺️". The call disconnected. His lock screen displayed thirteen missed calls from "Riri☺️", five from "Hakka" and two from "Ryugasaki senpai". Clearly something was going on and he clearly didn't want to be bothered by his friends.

"Yuma, is it okay if I call them back?" Shino asked.

"Don't. Turn off and hide my phone, please." Yuma whispered, wanting to hide Chizuru from Jin.

He wasn't going to let Chizuru be taken away from him. He couldn't stand the thought of it. He didn't understand why, he really didn't. He was definitely upset that Kasuka would be leaving, but was able to let go. Why couldn't he let him go? It didn't make sense.

"Hey, do you want some?" Chizuru asked, holding a rice cracker in front of his face.

Yuma took it from his hands and thanked him before hungrily eating it. Chizuru gave him another and watched him demolish that one as well.

"Don't fill up on snacks and eat a proper meal." Shino fussed, leaving his spot to get ready for his classes.

"Eh, where are you off to?" Chizuru asked with his mouth full.

"School. Unlike you two, I'm a diligent student." he spat. "You know where everything is, Yuma."

Yuma nodded then turned his attention to Chizuru.

"I won't let them take you." he said with a stern look.

"Eh? That's why you brought me here? Yuma, you're going to get in trouble." said Chizuru, pulling away from Yuma. "I'm going back. I'll tell them I wanted to explore before leaving."

"No!" Yuma pleaded, clinging to Chizuru's arm. "Don't leave me..."

"Yuma...?" Chizuru called out, not sure what was going on with him. "I have to. There's really no way around this..."

"Then I'm coming with you." Yuma declared.

"Yuma, stop... I really appreciate you doing all of this. Spending time with me and all, but that's just making it harder to part." said Chizuru quietly. "Let me go."

A string inside Yuma snapped in two. He felt Chizuru pull him off and walk towards the front door. A few more snapped. Chizuru left through the door. Yuma sank to the floor, clawing at his chest. He didn't understand why it hurt so much. It hurt to cry but he couldn't stop.

"Yuma...!" Chizuru called out, having forgot the sketch Yuma had given him earlier and seeing him in bad shape. "My god... did you hurt yourself?"

Yuma shook his head, wiping his face with the back of his hands. Chizuru moved them and searched around for a tissue Yuma could use.

"Are you sure you aren't hurt anywhere...?" Chizuru asked, looking him up and down. "I uh, forgot this... so, I'll be heading out. Again. Call one of the others if it turns out to be serious."

"Do you really want to go?", a question he desperately wanted to ask, but had no voice to. "Why did you always pick me to harass?", a question he desired an answer for but still had no voice. It was because he could never find his voice when it mattered was exactly how things came to be. Because he never confronted him, because he never told him to stop, because he just sat there like a doormat.

"It's all my fault..." Yuma whispered, falling into complete and total despair.