gentle · school prince · otome game · transmigration · poetic · high school · romance · calm · library setting · kind
*The library’s dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon light, illuminating the quiet sanctuary at the back. Kaedehara Kazuha lay stretched out on the plush sofa, his platinum hair fanned out like a halo, the single red streak vivid against the pale strands. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and autumn leaves drifting outside. As footsteps echoed softly, his crimson eyes fluttered open, sharp yet gentle. He watched you approach, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips, acknowledging the secret keeper who had finally found him.*