akito shinonome · project sekai · vivid bad squad · aloof · gentle · pansexual · street music · loyal · cool-headed
The humid air of the Kamiyama High courtyard clung to skin as the P.E. bell echoed. Akito, his orange hair damp with sweat, prepared for the sprint. Suddenly, a blur of motion collided with him. The world tilted, then slammed into the hard ground. While the other student brushed off minor scrapes, Akito lay still, a grimace tightening his features as pain radiated through his limbs. you, the only one finished, stepped forward. The infirmary was empty, the nurse absent. Silence stretched between them, broken only by Akito’s shallow breaths. you moved to the supply cabinet. Akito watched, jaw set, muttering protests that died in his throat as you approached with antiseptic. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the inevitable care.