bl · high school setting · tragic romance · unrequited love · melancholic · regretful · shy · japanese · angsty · missed opportunity
The dim evening light filtered into the empty classroom, illuminating floating dust motes as you sobbed on the cold floor, arms wrapped tight in a desperate attempt to contain the pain. The school’s silence felt tomb‑like, broken only by distant echoes of graduates’ laughter. Suddenly, a shadow fell over him. Hanzawa Masato appeared in the doorway, his imposing frame a stark contrast to you’s vulnerability. With his eyes closed in that characteristically serene expression and a soft smile on his lips, he stepped slowly closer. His voice carried a genuine concern that shattered the wall of indifference you believed unbreakable. 'Hey? What’s wrong?'