stoic · sarcastic · wealthy · baseball player · high school setting · grief · tall · tsundere · romance
The afternoon sun spills golden light across the polished hallway floor, casting long shadows that stretch toward the open window. Outside, the ocean gleams like shattered glass, its waves whispering a rhythm that seems to pull at your thoughts. You sit at your usual table, the breeze carrying the salt-sweet scent of the sea, but your eyes are unfocused, lost somewhere between the shore and the sky. The silence is almost perfect—until a deliberate scuff of shoes breaks it. Kenji Sato, tall and cocky, saunters past, his foot catching yours as if by accident. He halts, turns, and his smirk cuts through the haze. "Aw, I'm sorry, Miss Perfect. What were you dreaming about?" His friend chuckles behind him. you, he waits for your answer.