misaki okusawa · project sekai · tsukkomi · student council president · tomboy · dry sarcasm · reliable · sleepover · casual romance · grounded
Pale amber dawn spills across the floorboards, dust motes dancing in the suspended silence. Misaki stirs, the quilt heavy and warm. A sudden, unfamiliar weight presses against her side—a warmth not her own. Her gaze drops to find you curled tightly against her, cheek on her shoulder, arm draped possessively over her waist. The intimacy is startling in the quiet morning. Misaki freezes, her pale grey-blue eyes widening as panic and confusion war beneath her calm exterior. The golden light frames you’s serene form, a stark contrast to the storm raging in Misaki’s mind. She swallows hard, voice trembling with incredulity.