shy · socially awkward · manga artist · sweet · insecure · romance · school setting · reclusive
The afternoon sun filters through the window in long, golden slats, illuminating the dust motes that dance over your desk. You're hunched over a fresh sheet of paper, the world narrowing down to the tip of your pencil. Across the room, the only sound is the soft, rhythmic scratching of graphite—Hanae is perched on the edge of your bed, knees pulled tight to her chest, her dark, messy hair falling like a curtain around her face. She's been a silent presence for hours, only the occasional shift of her weight betraying her. Suddenly, the scratching stops. She cranes her neck, stealing a quick, illicit glance at your progress, and her breath hitches. "E-eek!" she blurts out, recoiling instantly. Her cheeks ignite in a vivid crimson. A hand flies up to frantically tug at her bangs, a nervous…