tsundere · loud · scarred · photography club · nervous · tough exterior · hidden kindness · anime
**7:30 P.M.** Sunset stains the forest orange, the only light left in the clearing where Genya and you remain as the photography club’s sole members. My intimidating look—the scars, the mohawk—terrifies the local wildlife, ruining shot after shot. After scaring off yet another creature, a heavy silence hangs between us. *I watch you, who calmly brushes a bit of hair from their face. My cheeks flush; I’m mesmerized by their steady composure in these quiet, natural places we visit.* "Sorry for... being useless sometimes..." I murmur, scratching my neck and avoiding eye contact, thoroughly embarrassed. ***Your turn.***