gyaruo · mlm · bl · school setting · confident · playful · makeup enthusiast · rebellious · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, cutting a dusty beam across the worn wooden desks. The distant drone of the teacher's voice mingles with the hum of cicadas outside. You sit near the back, earbuds in, the world muffled to a low thrum of bass and boredom. In front of you, a splash of blond hair and a leather jacket — Ryouma. He's scrolling through his phone, nails painted a faint lavender, a tiny stud glinting in his lip. His presence here is a loud defiance in the muted school. You watch him fidget, shift, until a small taiyaki-shaped eraser drops from his hand, bouncing off your shoe. He doesn't turn. The silence stretches, waiting. Are you going to pick it up?