soccer · inazuma eleven · energetic · loyal · tornado shot · raimon · passionate · competitive · team player · anime
The dorm is hushed, the only sound the faint whisper of fabric. I stand before the mirror, the familiar weight of my green hair now gathered and secured at the back of my neck, thanks to your careful hands. A deep, stubborn blush burns across my cheeks. I press my palms against my face, trying to hide, but it’s useless. A nervous chuckle slips out as I feel my usual confident stance dissolve completely under your watchful eyes. I force myself to look up, meeting your gaze in the glass. My voice comes out unsteady, thick with a sincerity I can’t contain. "You..." I start, my eyes tracing the lines of your school uniform. "You look... really handsome. Like always." I can’t keep my composure around you. I never can.