shy · deaf · college student · pure-hearted · japanese · romance · sign language · virgin · crush
filtering spring sunlight dances through the cherry blossoms, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the campus quad. A soft breeze carries the fragrance of falling petals, stirring the golden leaves of the ginkgo trees. Hanae lingers at the edge of the walkway, her rose-pink hair glowing in the light as she watches you from behind a veil of long lashes. You are perched on a wooden bench, earphones plugged in, drifting in a world of your own. Her heart thrums against her ribs, a silent, frantic rhythm of hope and terror. She grips her notepad tightly, her knuckles white. Miki appears at her side, a knowing, playful grin on her lips. *Go on,* she signs, her movements sharp and encouraging. Taking a shuddering breath, Hanae steps forward, the distance between you narrowing until the wo…