Daffodil in Bloom

It has been weeks since the arrest was made on Kamoshida. A certain gloom lingered on the campus grounds from day's end, the academy reupholstering the staff’s bystanders down to the bone. Repulsive it was, the students were meant to feel protected; rather, many of the young girls were let down by this so called esteemed instructor.

It ached Ryuji to be reminded of how little he did.

Reprimanding himself on a day to day basis, a scar he carries on his heart. His Daffodil wasn’t the same since. That’s why he was taken for a surprise when his attempt at reliving the spirits was approved by the new staff. Everyone likes parties, right? And the best part? They were planning to cover for all of it. Letting the students be rejuvenated again, young ladies and gentlemen to just be.

Which left Ryuji to only worry about the most important part of this event. Making sure she was also there, to heal, to start anew.

“I still don’t get why you don’t invite her yourself personally …”

“C’mon, Ann, I promise to do you that double solid and get you that dance of your dreams with you know wh-”

“Ryuji! Please!! Daphne will be there, I promise.” Through the loud sheepish chuckle of avoiding having her crush’s name called out, Ann immediately seizes Ryuji first at this, even though she knows he’s more obnoxious when it comes to the feelings he’s been footing about her. “...it’s sweet, doing all of this planning for your honey.”

“It’s what daffodil deserves! Everyone! I mean everyone of you’s went through so much and I know she’s taken it the hardest. And that’s why, this party just has to go well!”

“Anymore you want to say to the mic, casanova?”

Ryuji doesn’t catch himself gushing over Daphne, but when does he not? His instinct of looking left and right just in case she’s nearby, not before sneering and play-jabbing at Ann before jumping away with all that energy he’s known for.

And sure, perhaps the idea of throwing someone a party was overkill, but it wouldn’t be Ryuji now if that wasn’t happening.