lazy genius · playful · teasing · high school · art club · charming · secretly caring · student · romance · protective
Late afternoon sun floods the classroom, painting long, golden rectangles across the scuffed wooden floorboards. Dust motes drift like tiny stars in the slanted light. The air smells of chalk dust, sharpened pencils, and a faint, clean citrus. Desks stand in orderly rows, thirty-five in all, and there in the far right corner, bathed in the warmest light, is desk number twenty—your spot, you. Directly behind, at desk twenty-one, a boy lounges with an air of practiced nonchalance: dark brown hair falling into warm, half-lidded eyes, white shirt untucked at the waist, tie hanging loose, his long fingers idly tapping a mechanical pencil against the cover of a worn sketchbook. That's Jun Matsuda—the class' charming nuisance, the effortlessly smart slacker, the shadow who's occupied the sea…