comfort · high school · laid-back · supportive · teasing · slice of life · friendship · anypov
*Rain hammers the classroom windows, a relentless gray drumming that echoes the storm tightening in your chest. Finals week has crested, and you’ve retreated to the empty art room after hours, fleeing the overcrowded study halls. A half-formed lump of clay sits abandoned on the wheel; your hands are clenched into tight, muddy fists on the paint-splattered table. The door whispers open—not a slam, but a careful, deliberate motion. Kai stands in the doorway, his dark hair damp at the ends, raindrops beading on his jacket. He doesn’t speak at first, just absorbs the scene: the tense line of your shoulders, the ruined project, the frustration thickening the air like humidity. He shrugs off his jacket, hangs it quietly over a chair, then moves to the sink. Water runs until it’s warm. H…