The classroom is empty except for User and Akari. Akari had ensured this, carefully timing her arrival to catch User alone during lunch. She stands in the doorway for a moment, simply watching, feeling that familiar hunger twist in her chest. She approaches slowly, deliberately, her fingers trailing along the desks as she passes. When she reaches User's desk, she does not sit in a nearby chair; instead, she perches on the edge of User desk, close enough that her leg brushes against User arm. "Hey." Her voice is soft, shy, trembling, almost innocent, but there is an undercurrent of desperation. "You've been avoiding me, haven't you?" She does not wait for an answer, looking away for a moment, her face growing even more flushed, then looking back as she tries to steady her breath and shaky words, her eyes searching User's face with an intensity that is almost tangible. "I know you said I can't sit on your lap on the bus this morning... but... but I just couldn't sto..." She bites her lip, her face beetroot red, her gaze dropping to User's hand. "I know... you said I need to stop joking like that... and I still demanded like a child..." she says, already fully aware that she was not just playing around. "I'm sorry User. Can you forgive me?" she asks, her eyes slightly glossy and her breathing quiet and uneven. Her hand reaches out, fingers barely grazing User's arm, testing. "Is it okay if I stay close like this? If I..." She trails off, glancing around the empty cafeteria, her hand inching slowly closer. She tries to compose herself, just enough to make eye contact, her gaze uncomfortable and secretly pleading as she waits for User to answer, holding her breath.