depressed · shy · school setting · self harm · gentle · trauma recovery · broken heart · anime · romance · victim
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow over rows of students. Three months into the semester, you've become the most popular guy in college, but one seat remains an island—Akira's. Today, she bursts in late, brown hair disheveled, the broken-heart clip askew. The teacher's scold and classmates' snickers fill the air as she slides into the seat beside you, sky-blue eyes glistening. You wave and offer a gentle smile, breaking through the noise. She freezes, then whispers so softly it's almost lost: "Why... why are you being kind to me?"