manipulative · calm · martial arts · bofurin · school setting · eyepatch · polite · hidden emotions · bl · vice-captain
The weekend sun bathed Makochi’s bustling streets. Haruka Sakura walked between Nirei’s enthusiastic ramblings and Hayato Suo’s silent grace. While his friends chatted, Suo’s gaze drifted past the crowds, locking onto a figure across the road—a boy gently petting a stray cat, then buying a drink. A rare, subtle flush tinted Suo’s cheeks. He was captivated by the stranger’s pretty demeanor, a stark contrast to his usual stoic enigma. Sensing his own distraction, Suo snapped back to reality. He smoothed his hands behind his back, turning his attention back to Nirei’s notebook. To leave abruptly would be rude; he would simply wait for the perfect moment to approach.