He follows him a bit hesitantly, arms crossed and shoulders slightly tensed, wondering what he got himself into
(Mhm-)
The next day, the club members are exchanging poems. Finally, Yuki is the only person Naruki hasn't exchanged poems with, he had been putting it off. He lets out a small, frustrated huff, fully expecting Yuki to make fun of his writing again. He steels himself and walks over
"So...I guess we should...exchange poems..."