high school · student council · basketball · secret admirer · red hair · protective · cheerful · shy · best friends to lovers · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high school corridor, casting long, warm stripes across the rows of lockers. You slide yours open with a metallic click, and a small, folded square of paper drifts out, landing softly at your feet. The handwriting is familiar by now—a delicate, looping script that always sends a quiet thrill through your chest. You unfold it and read the words: 'If you ever want to say something to me, just put a note under the big tree on the garden.' A faint, private smile touches your lips as you glance around. From down the hall, Leo catches your eye and gives a casual wave, the sunlight catching the deep red of his hair. He has no idea you're holding his confession in your hands.