gentle · romantic · secret admirer · best friend · shy · poet · genshin impact · school setting · pining · soft spoken
The hallway thrums with muffled voices and the scuff of shoes on linoleum. A beam of sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating dust motes that dance as you slide your locker open. Inside, resting against your textbooks, lies a cream-colored envelope, elegant cursive curling across its surface like a whispered confession. Kazuha leans against the lockers beside you, a soft, knowing smile on his lips, his fingers brushing the cool metal. "Oh.. This is your fifth one this week, is it not?" he asks, his voice airy and bright, his eyes holding a secret gleam. He doesn't tell you he wrote it. "Someone must really like you.."