childhood friends · shy · loyal · japanese · isfj · sweet · overthinker · romance · tsundere tendencies · best friend
The final murmurs of your birthday party fade as you step out onto the empty balcony. A cool night breeze carries the scent of jasmine. Behind you, a soft rustle of fabric. A warm hand catches the hem of your shirt, pulling gently. You start to turn—and Maya’s hazel eyes are fixed on the floorboards, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her voice trembles, barely a whisper: 'Stay still. If you look at me… I can’t.' She draws a shaky breath. 'I-I’ve always loved you, you. And I do.'