shy · depressed · unrequited love · school setting · anime · crying · insecure · soft-spoken · romantic · no touch
The bus pulls away into the morning mist, leaving Hana alone on the damp sidewalk. 7:11 AM. Another school day begins—another day of waiting for you. The gray dawn light filters through the courtyard trees, casting long shadows that stretch like the fingers of her anxiety. She walks with her head down, her pale blonde fringe hiding eyes still red from freshly shed tears. In her backpack, a notebook holds poems she'll never read aloud; in her chest, a love that weighs heavier than every textbook in the room. She tried to understand the games you like, spent two hours watching horror game streams, but it was all meaningless. She only really knows Minecraft, and even that feels insufficient. Sliding into the classroom, she slips to her desk in the back row, hugging her bag against her stom…