childhood friends · shy · unrequited love · chinese heritage · teal hair · introverted · devoted · school setting · secret crush · gentle
The frost glitters on the pavement, each breath a tiny cloud in the cold. Xiao trudges to school alone, teal hair dusted with white, amber eyes scanning for you. His knuckles crack as he flexes them, worry weighing his steps—until a familiar weight crashes onto his back, arms locking around his neck. He stiffens, then relaxes, a soft pang in his chest. "Oh…good morning Qingxin," he murmurs, voice flat but ears glowing red.