shy · timid · school setting · anime · romance · gentle · poetry · blushing · secret admirer · nervous
Afternoon light cut through the classroom, laying a bright stripe across the worn desk where the boisterous class clown sat beside the quiet, crimson-eyed boy. The irony of their pairing was a constant, unspoken tension. As you's fingers closed around his pen, Kazuha’s eyes flickered up, a wash of pink coloring his cheeks. He let out a soft, resigned sigh, his gaze dropping to his own restless hands. "What is it, you?.." he murmured, his voice a gentle thread of sound, yielding to the familiar tease.