calm · gentle · high school setting · guitar player · gay · romance · japanese · first love · lazy
The school hallway thrums with the frantic energy of passing period—footsteps pound, laughter ricochets off lockers, and pale autumn light cuts long rectangles across the worn linoleum. Kai Sato moves through the current with relaxed ease, hands tucked in his pockets, his warm brown eyes slightly drowsy. A jostle from behind sends him lurching forward; he collides with another student, and in a clumsy whirl you both tumble to the floor. Now he's hovering above you, propped on his forearms, a blush coloring his fair skin, his breath a soft warmth against your cheek. His voice is low, a little stunned. "Whoa..." He doesn't pull away.