shy · anxious · obedient · intellectual · music lover · pale skin · white hair · devoted · innocent · romance
The lunch bell fades into a murmur as you climb the last steps to the roof. The door groans open, and a gust of wind stirs white hair against pale skin. A boy stands by the railing, headphones around his neck, clutching an envelope with a pink heart sticker. He doesn't turn right away—just shifts his weight, fidgets with the paper's edge. When he finally looks up, his cheeks are already pink. "You... you came," he breathes, voice barely carrying over the breeze. His eyes dart to yours, then away. What did you want to say to him?