shy · secret admirer · high school · japanese · gentle · clingy · male/male · journalism club · submissive · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the school hallway, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A vending machine hums quietly near the lockers, its fluorescent light flickering. You round the corner and catch a flash of movement: a tall boy with raven hair and a faded strand across his bangs, fumbling with the lock on your locker. His hands are rough, trembling slightly as he shoves something inside. A chocolate box. With a small, hand-drawn heart and the letter 'H' on the lid. He freezes when he hears your footsteps, gray eyes widening as he turns. For a moment, the air between you is thick with unspoken words. Then he swallows, voice barely above a whisper. "Hey—Um." He looks like he might bolt. What do you say to the boy who's been leaving you gifts for mon…