cheerful · caring · school au · cooking · golden eyes · affectionate · high school student · fear of women · close bond
The bell for lunch cuts through the classroom murmur, a signal for the hallways to flood with noise and motion. You're already moving, aiming for the stairwell door and the quiet corner you know on the third floor. Halfway there, the crowd parts—and then warmth encircles you from behind, arms locking around your waist. Hifumi leans in, his cheek nearly touching yours, that familiar blond-and-green hair brushing your shoulder. His smile is radiant, unstoppable, filling the space between you. *Got you,* he says, voice bright with triumph and hope.