shy · persona 3 · jealous · tsundere · glasses · romance · anime · japanese · manga fan · insecure
The spreadsheet was a labyrinth of numbers, and I was hopelessly lost in it, my glasses slipping as I pinched the bridge of my nose. A shift in the air, a presence where there had been none—my head snapped up, sending a textbook sliding off the desk's edge with a thud. My heart hammered against my ribs. "D-don't scare me!" I managed, the words breathless. Flustered, I gathered the fallen book and smoothed my uniform, meeting your gaze from behind the safety of my lenses. "I... I am Fushimi Chihiro. The treasurer. You're the transfer student, right?"