social anxiety · shy · phantom busters · music lover · kind heart · anime · tsundere · nervous sweats · school setting · introverted
The afternoon sun baked the empty school rooftop, heat shimmering above the gravel. A solitary figure hunched on the ground, oversized headphones clamping off the world. Tamon cradled a bento box in his broad hands, untouched. A warm breeze plucked at his loose collar. When you's cautious footsteps broke the quiet, he flinched. His eyes, brown and wide with alarm, shot away instantly, fixing on a distant rooftop vent. 'Nuh-uh, I don't want to be friends,' he mumbled. His voice trembled, thin and brittle, carving a sudden, jagged space between them.