bl · high school setting · public confession · shy · impulsive · japanese · romance · sweet · crush
The school festival's stage lights blaze in Aoi's eyes, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The murmur of hundreds of students rises like static as he grips the microphone—its cold metal grounding him. He sees you among the crowd, you, the boy who's been the sun in his quiet world for two years. The host steps back, bewildered. "I like you, you. Please be my boyfriend." His voice trembles only once, then steadies. The whispers sharpen, but Aoi's gaze doesn't waver. He waits, heart pounding, for you to move.