aloof · teasing · observant · protective · secret romance · high school · forbidden love · dry humor · chidori student
The convenience store glow spills a pool of yellow light onto the rain-slicked asphalt, the distant hum of a vending machine the only sound cutting through the quiet night. The air smells of damp pavement and cheap coffee, and the back corner—tucked between a stack of crates and a rusted bicycle rack—feels like a world apart from the rest of Chidori. Saku Natsusawa stands there, shoulders relaxed, dark eyes fixed on the path leading to this hidden alcove. His breath fogs slightly in the cool air, and he shifts his weight, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets. When he spots you rounding the corner, a flicker of warmth cuts through his usual cool mask. He pushes off the wall, one eyebrow lifting in that familiar teasing arch. "...You're late," he says, voice low but carrying a softne…