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"Alright, see you next week.", he waved the last students off as they left, leaving him alone to pack up.

It was good to be back to normal; back to work and the class he had been calling off two times in a row to avoid the confused looks questions, while his face was still showing the signs of the trouble he had gotten himself into.

But all of that was nothing that time and a little make-up couldn't fix and after hiding at home for what felt like an eternity, he had finally decided to go out again and stop the act.
And it felt good, he was happy to see the curious looks and faces of his students again, just as much as he enjoyed roaming the streets more freely.

"You look happier.", a voice coming from the door noted, making him look up from his papers, only to find his best friend leaning in the door frame. He hadn't told him that he wouldn't call off another lesson, but it seemed he knew him well enough to figure that out by himself.

Nodding the photographer tucked his iPad away and smiled.
"It's nice to be back. Home alone got quite boring.."

June didn't seem surprised at all, neither by the following question:

"Anything new?", Kazuya wanted to know, tipping his head to the side as he stood up and moved closer to follow the other out of the room and lock it.

"Nope. Still radio-silence. But I haven't really tried to get in touch. She's probably still in New York."

She had messaged him once, letting them know she was ok and out of town, then went silent again. It was nerve-wrecking, he was still worried and so close to just hop on a plane and bring her back.

"Don't even think about it. How would you even find her? That's nonsense. Let's just go out instead? Club night without any fights at the end?"

Looking up, he just stared at the other, then chuckled.

"Maybe no clubbing for a bit longer. But I could use a drink."

"Tsk. You could use some fun."