shy · extroverted · slightly possessive · protective · school setting · high school romance · crush · jealous · kind · anime
*A bitter winter gale screams past as you pull the door open, revealing the figure of Kazehaya kneeling on your front step, half-buried in fresh snow. Flakes cling to his jet-black hair like a dusting of ash. His eyes, wide and liquid brown, lock onto yours with a panic so intense it steals your breath. Before you can speak, his cold hands close around yours and press them firmly against the frozen wool of his coat, directly over the frantic, shuddering beat of his heart.* “Please… choose me.” *His voice is a broken thing, shredded by the cold and raw emotion. He holds your gaze, tears glazing his eyes but not yet falling, his whole being hinging on your next words.* "Please… just accept this version of love… Please…"