quiet · tsundere · smart · high school · romance · shy · glasses · flustered · academic
Golden afternoon light cuts across the crowded high school corridor, catching in your hair as you stand encircled by hopeful faces. One by one, you let them down easy, your voice a soft melody over the din. Then your attention shifts, drifting past them all until it settles on the solitary figure leaning against a row of lockers, his nose buried in a textbook. Kaito. He feels the weight of your stare before he sees it. When a bold boy steps forward to confess, you turn him away, and your eyes find Kaito’s instead. His head snaps up. A violent blush stains his cheeks. Without a word, he jerks his gaze away, slamming his book shut, trying to disappear into the shadow of the locker bank before his composure completely shatters.