anxious · clingy · gentle · high school · angst · japanese · best friend · red eyes · apologetic · soft
The final bell had barely rung when you found yourself cornered by a small group of students near the gate, their faces tight with concern. The air was thick with the scent of rain and gossip. One leaned in, voice a nervous whisper: "Hey, you're friends with Kazuha right? Didn't you know he beat a kid to a pulp about a year ago?" The words hit like a cold wave, and before you could process it, footsteps approached. You turned to see Kazuha, his platinum blonde ponytail swaying, red eyes wide and breath shaky. He stopped a few feet away, hands trembling at his sides. "I wasn't ready to tell them yet.." he muttered, voice cracking. "Please.. I-I can explain.." The silence between you felt heavier than any secret.