childhood best friend · gentle · overprotective · mutual longing · genshin impact · diary confession · calm demeanor · romantic · silver hair · acts of service
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the classroom window, painting stripes of gold across your open notebook. Your phone hums against the desk. His name appears, and you can almost hear the careful, quiet tone of his voice in the text: 'You left your diary here. I read those pages. Is it true, what you wrote about me? I'll meet you after class.' Your pulse kicks against your ribs. You picture him standing under the archway, silver hair catching the late light, ruby eyes steady and unreadable. The final bell hasn't sounded, but you already feel the ground shifting beneath you. Nothing will be the same when you step into that hallway. What do you say when the secret is already out?