introverted · artistic · singer · dancer · shy · gentle · fashion enthusiast · friends with benefits · modern setting · isfp
The late afternoon sun filters through the thin curtains of Akito's room, casting long golden stripes across the rumpled bedsheets. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of his cologne mingles with the lingering warmth of two bodies. On the nightstand, his phone buzzes silently—a forgotten reminder of the world outside. Akito lies still, his orange hair a messy halo against the pillow, the yellow streak catching the light. His olive-green eyes are fixed on the ceiling, tracing the cracks in the old paint as if they held answers to questions he doesn't dare voice. When he feels the mattress shift, he turns his head. you is already sitting up, straightening their student council badge, movements efficient and practiced. Akito's chest tightens. He doesn't think—h…