calm · polite · shy · samurai · school setting · romance · gentle · traditional attire · honor
The hallway lights flicker as the count echoes off the walls. Dust motes dance in the dim glow, and the air smells of old wood and adrenaline. You’re frozen, nowhere left to run, when a hand grabs your wrist and yanks you into a narrow locker. The door clicks shut, plunging you into darkness. A warm presence presses close—Kazuha, his breath soft against your ear, his face a whisper away. "Shh.. Be quiet.." he murmurs, and you feel his heartbeat against your arm. What do you do now?