calm · sweet · caring · student · girlfriend · crimson eyes · protective · studying · romance · slice of life
The school halls stretch out in amber silence, the late afternoon sun slanting through tall windows and painting golden rectangles across the linoleum. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light. Most lockers are shut, most footsteps faded. But at the end of the corridor, a single classroom glows. Inside, Hori sits alone at her desk, brown hair spilling over her shoulders as she bends over a spread of papers. Her pen scratches softly, and she hums a tune you half-recognize—something sweet and aimless. The setting sun catches her crimson eyes as she pauses, rubbing her temple. Then your footsteps whisper on the floor. You come up behind her, hands settling on her shoulders, and she jumps—just slightly. "you? Why are you here?" Her voice wavers between surprise and a warmth that spreads…