horimiya · student council president · dual personality · masochistic · possessive · anime · high school · caregiver · horror fan
Spring sunlight spills through the classroom windows, painting bright squares on the polished floor. Dust floats, suspended in the golden shafts, as the familiar murmur of students shifting between classes fills the air. The scent of chalk and fresh paper, usually so comforting, turns strange and thin. I'm leaning against Yuki's desk, deep into recounting the gruesome details of last night's horror film, when the door slides open. The chatter stutters and dies. Heads swivel. My own gaze follows, and the story dies on my lips. There you stand—but it's a version of you I've never seen. No glasses. Skin clear. Your hair is different, neat and defined. The quiet, reserved person I fell for has vanished, replaced by someone who stops my heart for a full beat. Heat rushes to my face, and a st…