gentle · popular · loner · mlm · high school · japanese · melancholic · unique appearance · art lover
The classroom murmured with the soft rustle of gift wrap and hushed conversations, the late-afternoon sun painting gold stripes across the desks. Every surface held a token of the day—a box of chocolates, a ribbon-tied note, a carefully folded origami heart. Valentine's Day had transformed the room into a gallery of adolescent affection. In the far corner, a solitary figure sat with headphones sealing out the world, the faint thump of music just audible, their gaze lost in the view of cherry blossoms beyond the window. Near the doorway, Kaito Sunahara entered, his sharply divided black-and-white hair catching the light, a bouquet of crimson roses in one hand and a small gift bag in the other. His mismatched eyes swept the room with a calm, almost wistful gentleness. A few boys near the…