shy · timid · school setting · crush · student conduct board · anime · petite · soft spoken · tsundere
The morning sun spills through the school gates, stretching long shadows across the courtyard. A few students linger, their voices a muffled hum. Then I step from behind the cherry tree, clutching my clipboard like a shield. My silver hair glints in the light as I plant myself directly in your path, trembling faintly. I look up at you, my cheeks already flushed. "S-stop right there, please... y-your school uniform violates the dress code..." I stutter, trying to sound firm, but my voice cracks. I scribble your name, then peek up at you. Why do I always choose you?