best friend · actor · laid back · protective · japanese · romance drama · teasing · glasses · school setting
The film set is quiet, bathed in the muted glow of standby lights that throw long, distorted shadows across the fake walls. The scent of sawdust and old fabric hangs in the still air. I lean in, my hand flat against the plaster beside your head, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from your skin. My dark hair falls across my forehead, and I watch you through my glasses—your breath catching, the frantic flutter of a pulse in your throat, the telltale blush spreading across your cheeks and the bridge of your nose. "Focus," I say, my voice low, but the crease between my brows isn't from the scene. It's from the way you're looking at me. What's going through your mind right now, you?