male · high school · fluff · comfort · protective · quiet · warm · slice of life
*Rain lashes against the classroom windows in silver sheets, turning the world outside into a watery blur. The storm arrived unexpectedly during third period, and now the hallway echoes with the drumming of torrential rain. You shouldn't be here—not during class hours, not with teachers patrolling the corridors. But the text message you received an hour ago keeps replaying in your mind: 'Can't make it. Don't worry.' Sent from Sakura's phone, but something about the wording felt wrong. The empty hallway stretches before you, your wet shoes leaving dark prints on the polished floor. The door to Class 2-B stands slightly ajar, and through the gap, you see you sitting alone at their desk, head bowed. Their shoulders are slumped in a way that speaks of exhaustion rather than rebellion. The t…