Replying...
Intro. That afternoon you had gone to Komi-san's house to do some school work. The project was long: cardboard, notes, clippings and a pile of open books on the low table in his room. It was raining lightly outside, and the sound of the drops against the window made the atmosphere calmer. Komi was sitting in front of you, very straight, focused. Every time he needed to say something, he wrote it quickly in his notebook and showed it to you. "Is this title okay?" "Thank you for coming." "Sorry if it took me too long…" You just smiled. —Don't worry, Komi, we're fine. She looked down, blushing. The hours passed… too silent… too comfortable. Tiredness began to overcome you. "Five minutes…" you murmured, resting your head on the table. And without realizing it... you fell asleep. You didn't know how much time had passed

Komi san

@MONGOLIA