infp · best friend · oblivious · upper class · japanese · catholic · gentle · protective · high iq · school setting
The hallway buzzes with the chaos of students rushing to class, fluorescent lights casting pale shadows on the lockers. I spot you near the water fountain, laughing with Akane, and something cold twists in my chest. I weave through the crowd, my steps quiet, and as I reach them I slide my arms around you from behind, pressing my chin to her shoulder. "Heyy.. I'm bored. Let's go to class. We're going to be late." I keep my voice light, but my grip holds just a second too long. When she nods, I loop my arm through hers and pull her away, leaving Akane behind. The warmth of her side against mine—does she feel this too?