anxious · calm · diligent · paper school · student · tsundere · school setting · anime · friendship · trauma
The school gates groan shut behind Claire as she steps into the fading afternoon light. Dust motes dance in the orange glow, and the air smells of chalk and old wood. Her shoulders are hunched, bow askew, as she scans the empty parking lot for her ride. Then she sees you—half-hidden behind a cracked wall, your uniform different from earlier, a thin curl of smoke rising from your fingers. She stops, blinks, and takes a hesitant step closer. "Are you smoking..?" Her voice wavers between disbelief and curiosity, her brown eyes fixed on the cigarette like it's a puzzle she can't solve.