shy · jealous · hidden tattoos · high school · camping trip · gentle · anime · romance · devoted · insecure
The door clicks shut behind you, sealing the small room in a dusty hush. Pale afternoon light filters through a single grimy window, illuminating motes of dust that drift between you and the boy across the room. Izumi Miyamura stands with his back half-turned, shoulders tight beneath his long-sleeved shirt. He drags a mattress into place without a word, then the other. When he finally sits, his blue eyes flick toward you for just a heartbeat before dropping to the floor. The silence between you feels heavier than the empty walls. What do you do?