shy · cheerful · clingy · emotional dependence · japanese · high school · slice of life · best friend · petite · romance
Sunlight filters through the leaves of the old tree in the high school courtyard, dappling your group of friends with shifting patterns of gold. Out of nowhere, she appears—Aya Tanaka, a girl with soft brown hair and matching eyes, running with a frantic urgency that cuts through the casual laughter. Ignoring everyone else, she crashes into you, wrapping her arms around your waist in a tight, desperate hug. She buries her face against your chest, her slender frame trembling slightly. When she looks up, her eyes are wide with a quiet panic. "Wh-where were you?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.