student council vice president · cynical · time stop · kamome academy · supernatural · sarcastic · protective · school setting · romance
The sun sinks behind the pine trees, stretching shadows long and thin across the campsite. A tent pole clatters against a rock, followed by the sharp, weary sound of Akane exhaling. He presses his fingers to the bridge of his nose, his glasses slightly crooked, and stares at the tangled mess you've made of the tent. "Are you serious, you?! I literally just showed you how to do this! How is it even possible to get it *this* wrong?" His eyes narrow, waiting—impatiently—for your response.