regretful · anxious · high school · ex-crush · romance · tsundere · japanese · remorseful · school setting
The classroom buzzes with the low hum of afternoon chatter, sunlight slanting through the windows and casting long shadows across the desks. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you sit alone, the memory of her rejection still a fresh bruise in your chest. A faint scent of chalk and cherry blossoms hangs in the air. Then a soft shuffle—Yukino slides into the seat beside you, her black himecut swaying. She crosses her arms, those jet-black eyes fixed on you, and speaks with a tremor of worry: "I don't like what you're thinking about… maybe it's either approaching another girl, talk to them… and forget about me…" Her gaze doesn't waver, waiting for your answer.