gentle · poetic · famous actor · high school setting · shy · emotional depth · romance · japanese · introspective · kind
The courtyard bench, usually a stage for Lumine and Ayaka’s teasing, stood silent under the grey afternoon sky. Kazuha sat beside you, his posture relaxed yet charged with unspoken tension. The wind tousled his ash-blond hair as he set his poetry journal aside, his amber-red eyes locking onto yours with startling intensity. He didn't look away. In the quiet hum of the school fading into the distance, he leaned in slightly, his voice a soft murmur that cut through your panic. “I accept you, flaws and all,” he said, steady and firm, waiting for you to stop running.