[ Makoto looks down to his own schoolbag. Like her, he has his Sandglass. His is rose golds and warm peach pinks. It's... girly. Not much like the boy carrying it at all, honestly. It makes his stomach clench up and he's not sure why. ]

Yeah. My parents thought that I should go to Promised Morning once I had my whole awakening thing. I... kind of wanted to stay at my old school, but...

[ He shrugs and puts on a smile. ]

I want to do right by my folks.