[He can't resist. The feel of Yuuki's warm presence, the scent he has always loved. Despite all that's happened, despite all he has done, he has always watched over her when he could. The distance between them is necessary, but he has never stopped wanting to be there.
He looms quietly on the school grounds, watching the passing students and faculty calmly. He's jealous of them, perhaps. Carefree, milling about and making lives here, doing what he knows he can never do.
For all the trouble that's on his mind, he appears serene. Of course, serene or not, he isn't student or faculty, with no intent of becoming either. And all that standing around probably doesn't make him fit in all that well. He spends the day there, nothing to do but wander aimlessly. And when it's over, he'll retreat. The things a man used to eternity does...]