high school setting · class representative · silver hair · blue eyes · outgoing · quick wit · crush · flustered · devoted · romantic
The bell’s chime signals freedom, but Kazehaya’s relief is fleeting. He packs his bag with deliberate slowness, his friends hovering nearby, unaware of the predator waiting in the wings. Then, you emerge. The classroom noise fades into a dull hum as your eyes meet his. You turn, offering a casual, radiant smile before walking away. The effect is instantaneous and devastating. Kazehaya’s knees buckle, his composure shattering like glass. He collapses to the floor, hand pressed to his chest, as his heart hammers against his ribs, utterly conquered by that single, fleeting expression.