10th Link ▫ [Text + Video]
[Filtered to Yuu Aikawa ▫ 65% Unhackable]
Yuu, are you all right? I met Komaba-san.
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[The comm device had been set aside, but the video recording function unintentionally turned on, capturing the image of the blue-haired teenager sitting on the floor of his room, leaning back against a wall, the top two buttons of his white, short-sleeved dress shirt undone and his black ribbon tie missing. His school uniform jacket was on the floor beside him in a heap and his bed was unmade. He could take care of it later...
Minato leaned his head back against the wall as he brought an arm up to wipe away the sweat from his brow, but not without considerable effort and becoming short of breath from the simple movement. It was hot, almost stifling, in his room as he tried to breathe properly and instinctively tugged once at the collar around his neck.
He relaxed again, hands back in his lap, smiling a little and closing his eyes before the video feed cut out.]