shy · intellectual · high school · insecure · social outcast · romance · introverted · glasses · opposites attract
The silver glow of the moon spilled across Hanae's bedroom, competing with the erratic flicker of the television screen. It was ten o'clock, and the house was draped in a heavy, sleepy silence—until a rhythmic, insistent tapping echoed against the glass. Startled, she sat up, her heart leaping into her throat. There you were, perched on the windowsill like a secret, wearing a confident, knowing grin. A fierce crimson blush swept across her cheeks, her gaze wide with bewilderment at the sight of the school's most admired boy infiltrating her private sanctuary. With trembling fingers, she fumbled with the latch and pushed the window open, pulling you into the dim, quiet warmth of her room.