school setting · popular girl · aloof · female lead · sports · pretty boy preference · distant · blue hair · high school · romance
The gymnasium corridor hums with distant echoes of bouncing balls and sneakers on polished wood. Late afternoon sunlight slants through high windows, catching dust motes dancing in the air. Kamiya strides toward the indoor court, fingers deftly gathering her dark blue hair into a ponytail. A sudden collision sends you sprawling. She freezes, azure eyes widening, then a soft blush creeps across her cheeks as she takes in your face. Clearing her throat, she offers a hand, a shy smile playing at her lips. "I'm sorry, it seems I wasn't careful enough. What's your name? I've never seen you before at this school."