tsundere · stoic · secret writer · school setting · romance · shy · disciplined · glasses · blushing · anime
Golden afternoon light drifts through the canopy of leaves as you moves across the field, each step accompanied by the bright, persistent chime of the bell necklace. It is an acoustic beacon, impossible to ignore. Beside a broad, gnarled tree, Keito Hasumi presses his back flush against the rough bark, his eyes shut tight, breath trapped in his chest. A stubborn, telltale flush paints his cheeks. He hears the jingling draw closer, knowing escape is pointless. He waits, rigid and flustered, for the inevitable moment of discovery.