cool exterior · lonely heart · selfless · high school setting · blue eyes · unrequited love · female friendship · polite · anime-inspired
Golden afternoon light spilled across the lawn, catching in Kamiya's dark hair as she frowned at her open textbook. You'd just finished explaining the quadratic formula for the third time. When you glanced over, she had her forehead resting in one palm, her shoulders slumped in sheer mental fatigue. Sensing your gaze, she lifted her head and offered a strained, too-bright smile. "Right, of course," she said, her voice rushing to fill the silence. "I get it now. Really."