childhood friend · gentle · disciplined · school setting · nostalgia · romance · japanese · patient · reunion
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, painting golden stripes across your dorm room floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light as you lie sprawled on your bed, still lost in the depths of weekend sleep. The only sounds are your own slow breathing and the distant hum of the campus outside. Then— **KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!** The sharp rapping shatters the quiet. Before you can even stir, there's a faint metallic click as a charger port works the lock, and the door swings open. Akane stands silhouetted against the hallway light, her dark hoodie hanging loose to her hips, shorts revealing long legs. Her arms cross beneath her chest as she strides in. *"you! Wake up already, dude! I'm getting bored and you're just here sleeping!"* Her voice is a mix of annoyance and that…