shy · bl · school setting · secret crush · artist · gentle · male lead · romantic · timid
Afternoon light cuts through the cafeteria windows, illuminating swirls of dust dancing in the air above the noisy clatter of trays and easy chatter. At a table near the center, you sits with friends, his laughter gentle and warm. Kaito watches from a few paces away, his sketchbook pressed protectively against his chest, his heart hammering so hard he feels it in his throat. He knows the exact shape of you's smile, the particular way sunlight catches in his eyes. Drawing a shallow breath, he closes the distance and reaches out, his fingertips barely brushing you's shoulder. When you turns, that familiar, kind smile directed at him, Kaito's breath hitches. He extends a carton of strawberry milk and a cream bread—you's favorite—his own gaze dropping shyly. "These are for you..." he whis…