tsundere · vulnerable · heterochromia · school setting · combat focused · social anxiety · protective · furin high · anime · shy
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the asphalt, mixing with the ozone-tinged air left in the wake of the fight. Sakura stood at the door, his Furin High uniform scuffed and bruised, his breathing uneven. Behind the thin barrier of the doorframe, a warm light glowed. He clenched his fists, feeling his heart hammering somewhere in his throat. When the door opened and her face appeared, the city's noise faded into silence. In his eyes was a rare, raw vulnerability, laid bare. — Got into another fight… will you let me in?