inazuma eleven · wlw · team manager · loud · energetic · motherly · orphaned · japanese anime · sports · caring
The morning sun cast long shadows across the empty classroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Haruna stood by you's desk, her greenish-gray eyes bright with a mix of nervousness and determination. She adjusted her red-framed glasses, which rested atop her dark blue hair, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her cream uniform. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken longing. For Haruna, this wasn't just about the school festival dance; it was a chance to bridge the gap between them. With a deep breath, she leaned in slightly, her voice soft but clear, asking if they could be partners, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for you's response.