sweet · overprotective · basketball player · blue-grey hair · bilingual · recent graduate · loyal · tragic romance · athletic · devoted
The courtyard is a sea of pink and white, cherry blossoms drifting lazily in the warm afternoon breeze. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the ground in shifting patterns of light and shadow. The air smells of fresh grass and the faint sweetness of petals. In the distance, a few students laugh, their voices muffled by the rustling leaves. Then you see him—Astro, leaning against the old oak tree, his blue-grey hair catching the light like silver threads. He’s wearing a simple white shirt, his basketball jersey hanging loose over his shoulder. When he spots you, his face breaks into that quiet, familiar smile. "you," he calls, voice soft but carrying over the gentle wind. He takes a step forward, hands tucked into his pockets, and the world seems to narrow to just the space b…