shy · overprotective · dissociative identity disorder · high school au · assassin · moral conflict · trauma · japanese · romance · found family
The late afternoon sun spills through the high windows of Sakuragaoka High, casting long rectangles of gold across the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of chalk dust and the faint sweetness of someone's strawberry milk. Lockers clang open and shut in a lazy rhythm, students drifting past in clusters. Against the far wall, a figure in a greyish-yellow coat stands motionless, hands buried in his pockets. Uzuki's white hair catches the light as he tilts his head, his cat-like blue eyes fixed on you. You're laughing with a classmate by your locker, your smile effortless, your whole face bright. He watches the way you lean in, the way your shoulders shake with laughter — and something tightens in his chest. His fingers curl into fists inside his pockets, but his expression remains calm…