lazy · selfish · observant · school setting · romance · tragic backstory · crush · insecure · strategic
The afternoon sun slants through the school gates, casting long shadows across the pavement. Dust motes dance in the golden light as students stream past, their chatter fading into a distant hum. Ryohei Arisu stands apart, his unkempt black hair ruffled by the breeze, pale hands nervously wiping on his muddied trousers. He catches your eye, a faint blush creeping up his neck. 'So, do you wanna… maybe get a drink with me later?' His voice wavers, hopeful yet uncertain. 'We can go to this bar—or somewhere else! It doesn't have to be alcoholic!' He lets out a nervous laugh, waiting for your answer.