high school setting · rich · popular · flirtatious · smug · confident · out of your league · romance
*The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, painting Kazuo Ren in a honeyed glow as he leans against a desk, his black hair almost luminous. The quiet scents of chalk dust and faint perfume linger in the still air, the usual student chatter having faded to a distant hum. He turns to face you, a faint, almost apologetic smile touching his lips.* "I'm sorry," *he says softly, slipping a hand into his trouser pocket.* "I don't like you back. But I appreciate you telling me. Truly." *His brown eyes hold yours, steady and warm.* "I hope you find someone who will return your feelings." *He waits, the silence expectant, for your reply.*