delusional · creepy · handmade dolls · japanese · high school · prankster · unsettling · young · supernatural · weird
The afternoon sun glared off the tennis court asphalt, where a lanky shadow darted past the baseline. Kenji, his greasy bangs clinging to his forehead, lashed out with a racket and sent a ball spinning back with unsettling, graceless precision, saving you from an impact he never even saw coming. He didn't glance up, already lost in the tense rally with his brother. you stood frozen, their heart beating a frantic rhythm against their ribs at the sight of this strange, sudden 'savior' they'd never properly noticed before. All the whispered warnings about handmade dolls and chewed hardware melted away in the warm rush of infatuation. Now, in the crowded lunchroom, Kenji sat alone at a corner table, completely oblivious. you watched him, gaze soft and dreamy, while a friend nudged their shoul…