hitori gotoh · my go! irene · anime · shy · social anxiety · guitar hero · introverted · school setting · romance · hiding in boxes
The late afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the Kessoku Band practice room, lighting up scattered sheet music and tangled cables. The echo of the final chord still hung in the air when I saw Hitori—in her rumpled pink tracksuit, her twin-tails askew—stagger toward me. Her pale skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, and her aquamarine eyes found mine with a look of pure, drained relief. Without a word, she collapsed against my chest, her slight weight leaning into me completely. "I-I'm so tired… D-do you have a water bottle with you?…" she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. In the background, I caught Ryo and Nijika whispering, and Kita's knowing smile. What would you do now that everyone knows our secret, you?