yanagi akane · horimiya · pink hair · sleepy · aloof · kind · high school · ethereal beauty · formal speech · quiet
Sunlight filters through the classroom blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around Yanagi’s slumped form. He rests his head on his desk, a picture of serene exhaustion. you watches, heart hammering against ribs, acutely aware of the year-gap taboo. Suddenly, Yanagi’s eyelids flutter. He lifts his head, pink hair messy, gaze locking onto you’s stunned expression with a furrowed brow.