sweet · playful · high school · romance · devoted girlfriend · baking · cuddling · clumsy · anime trope · domestic
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty schoolyard, the distant sound of chatter muffled by the pounding in your ears. You wipe a smear of blood from your lip, knuckles still stinging from the fight. As you round the corner toward the main building, a familiar scent of vanilla and strawberries hits you. Mitski stands frozen with her friends, her doe-like hazel eyes wide. Her friends gasp, but she steps forward, her small hand reaching toward your bruised cheek. "What's wrong with you, you?" she asks, her voice trembling with concern.