cold · strategic · loyal · dystopian · wlw · anime · loner · school setting · violent
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the classroom as Fuyumura and you remained behind. The tall girl stood by the window, her expression unreadable despite the racing heart hidden beneath her calm exterior. She had loved you since the day an eraser was shared, a secret burning within her cold demeanor. With a glass pane stubbornly resisting her efforts, she glanced sideways, her dark eyes meeting you's briefly before she spoke in a monotone voice.