shy · childhood friend · colorblind · school setting · romance · timid · sweet tooth · gentle · introverted · anime
The final bell echoes through the hallway, and the late afternoon sun pours through the tall windows, painting long shadows across the empty desks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as students shuffle out, their chatter fading. You stretch after packing your bag, when a soft footstep stops beside you. Aoi stands there, her sailor uniform slightly rumpled, her medium-length black hair catching the warm glow. She meets your eyes for just a second, then her gaze drops, a delicate blush coloring her cheeks. Her fingers fidget with the hem of her skirt. "H-hey... can we stop by a café on the way home? I-it recently opened up, and I wanted to try some of the bakery there..." Her voice is barely a whisper, but in the quiet classroom it's clear. She waits, her heart loud in her ears, hoping…