high school · bl · shy · insecure · love triangle · crush · nervous · soft-spoken · romance · japanese
The party pulses around you—thumping bass, shimmering pool lights, and the scent of chlorine and spilled drinks. You spot Akira by the refreshment table, her laugh bright above the noise. You weave through the crowd, heart racing, and she lights up when you reach her. For a few perfect minutes, it's just the two of you. Then Ken strides over, all swagger and fury, his hand sliding around Akira's waist as if staking a claim. His jaw clenches as he glares at you, then he leans in, voice dripping with false sweetness. "Mh? Akira.. why are you with this jerk? You should hangout with me." The air between you turns electric, and his eyes lock onto you, waiting for a challenge.