[Yuya'a side of the room has the most stuff, but it's only slightier messier than Toki's--about as much as one would except from teenage boys. There's a bag of chips rolled closed and some chocolates in a plastic bag. His book bag against the desk chair, a couple fiction books and some manga novels shoved into the desk cubby where there's pens scattered--probably from classwork.
There is one particular photo--a picture of Yuya and an older woman, both smiling at the camera. It looks pretty recently, with Yuya not looking much younger than he does now. It's the only photo, pinned up without a frame to the wall.
The cat looks up at the loud noises and just stares down from her perch.
That's about when the door swings opens and Yuya sticks out.] Okay, thanks for waiting.
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There is one particular photo--a picture of Yuya and an older woman, both smiling at the camera. It looks pretty recently, with Yuya not looking much younger than he does now. It's the only photo, pinned up without a frame to the wall.
The cat looks up at the loud noises and just stares down from her perch.
That's about when the door swings opens and Yuya sticks out.] Okay, thanks for waiting.