Rin blushed fiercely as all these people tried to protect him tried to help him.

But then he suddenly lit up, like a newly decorated Christmas tree, as Moroe agrees to walk with him.

"Th-thanks I-Ishimaru-senpai!"

If Moroe looks into Rin's eyes, it might make it hard for her to believe he is still Souji. Souji's eyes are cold, but somehow emanated warmth. They twinkle with mischievous ideas, a spark of amusement as he looks around.

Rin's eyes are blue. A blue so deep, so innocent and true that it feels like gazing into the very depths of a crystal clear lake, seeing how far it takes for your eyes to see the bottom.

It's kind of sad, actually. Nothing could be hidden in those eyes.