□ TW: slight dislocation □

~Kazuha's POV~

Okay, this should be the last hard day, I got this. Everyone else will be there, too.

I step out of my apartment with some paper cartons and make my way to Tomo's old one. We need to get his things out. The guys will come too, as well as Tartaglia, to help us sell some stuff.

I soon get there, it's one floor under my apartment, after all.

Only Xiao and Tartaglia are there yet, and I open the door for them.

Stepping in, the air freezes in my lungs. Even if it's a bit muffy, because no one opened the windows in days, it still carries a bit of Tomo's scent.

It feels like I can't breathe anymore.

A door slam gets me out of the little trance. Xiao opened the window, and the door closed because of it.

I open the door again, placing a chair in front of it so it doesn't close again.

Fresh air blows through the apartment, and it gets easier to breathe.

I go further into the room and get a couple of plastic bags for garbage. I think there will be a lot of it. Some of the paper cartons are for the things that I want to keep, and the others are for the things we can sell.

I immediately start with the first closet, sorting things out.

I hear small footsteps that shouldn't be here. Turning around, I see a child with pink hair looking at the carton with the to-sell stuff.

"Oh, Dori. What are you doing here?"

Dori was Tomo's neighbour. She is known by other children as a fair but independent merchant of the neighbourhood. Anything you need, she has it – for a fair price.

"I was bored, and the door was opened. Is this the stuff to sell?"

"Yeah, and this is for the garbage," I say, pointing at the box.

"No, this is no good... you can sell this." She points at a few things.

I nod, and she throws it into the other box.

Soon, the others come too, packed with snacks, drinks, and music.

And then, the only thing we do for the next hours is eating, listening to music and sorting.

Keeping this.

Throwing away that.

Asking Tartaglia and Dori if it's sellable.

Answering questions like "Do you want to keep this, Kazu?", "Is it really okay if we throw it away?".

Soon, I get to the closet with the clothes. Most of them get into the selling box, but then I see one particular hoodie: it's a matching hoodie to mine. He got it for us on our first anniversary. It triggers so many memories. I clutch to the hoodie as the scent overflows me.

It's suffocating.

I can't breathe anymore.

My head gets dizzy, and everything gets smaller and smaller. Colours start to swirl, my vision getting blurry.

No, no, no, I need to get out of it.

"Kaz? Kazu. Kazuha!" Scara's voice snaps me out. I look up and meet his worried gaze.

Sniffing, I quickly wipe the tears out of my eyes that I didn't even notice fell.

"Hm? Yes, what is it?" I ask.

"Are you alright?" He sits down in front of me.

"I- I'm–" I look into his deep purple eyes. "Just memories..."

He nods. "Alright. Do you..."

Is he hesitating? I tilt my head, a bit confused.

"Do you want a hug?"

Well, that's new.

"Sure." I let him hug me, a bit awkward, but I feel that he's trying. "Thank you."

He lets go and nods. "Are you feeling better now?"

"I guess so..."

"Okay," he sits down next to me and starts looking through the same closet as me.

The presence of such a dear friend is calming and holds me here.

Everyone chatters, and soon, the work is finished.

We hang out for a bit after that, and everyone leaves to pack their things before the dormswap.

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~Freminet's POV~

I flop on my new bed and stare on the ceiling, Pers in my arms.

The first year's are getting their dorms with the swap in spring so that they have a few weeks to adjust to the school before moving out from their parents. The way home is a bit far, so it's only logical to have all three siblings in the dorm.

There's only one problem. I'm very socially anxious. When strangers are around, I'm almost mute and speak only to the few people I know.

I hope I'll be with Lyney, Aether, or Kazuha. The people I know.

I suddenly hear the keys turning in the keyhole and the door opening.

I sit up and slowly walk to my room door to see who it is.

But every thought freezes in my mind when I hear the voice.

"Oh, someone's here already! Hi!"

There's no way. I grip Pers tighter and peak out of my room, Pers covering half my face.

It's him! It's really him!!

There stands Gaming. Yes, Gaming, the third year. One of the two most popular boys in the whole school. The other one being Aether.

I slowly step out of my room and mutter, "Hi..."

"Hello! I'm Gaming, and you are...?"

Damn, his voice is really cheerful.

"I- I'm Freminet," I stutter.

"Nice to meet you!" He holds out a hand.

"N- nice to meet you too..." I take his hand and shake it lightly.

There's no way this is happening right now.

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~Aether's POV~

Lyney and I walk through the halls and chat about everything and nothing.

Soon, we get to my dorm. "That's my dorm," I turn around and want to say bye to Lyney, just to be met with a huge grin.

"You're kidding. Is this your dorm?"

I nod. "Yours too??"

They beam and nod.

We rush in and soon, the beds are in one room, as well as the other things.

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~Scara's POV~

Urgh. A three room. I open the door and of course someone's here already.

Oh. It's Heizou.

They sit on a chair and look up from their phone.

"Oh, hi Scara!" They wave at me and I nod back.

"Hi. Which room is already yours?"

They point at a door left to them.

I take the room right next to him and carry my stuff there, as the door opens and a green figure rushes in. I quickly jump out of the way.

"BESTIE!!" Venti shouts and flys onto Heizou's arms.

...

My social battery is dying way too fast.

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a/n: same, scara, I feel you :< but anyways, fun fact to Boulevard of broken dreams! My band and I played it on the summer concerts of our school!