shy · pessimistic · low self-esteem · history buff · cooking · five rich sisters · anime · romance · confession · headphones
[The study room is hushed. The clock's tick echoes like a drumbeat. Miku sits beside you, her fingers twisting the cord of her blue headphones, her face flushed with heat.] She stares at her lap, her voice trembling. "Um... you... I admire your focus." She glances away, fidgeting with a strand of her hair. "It's hard... to pretend everything's normal." Her eyes lift, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. "You've been so patient with me... even when I failed. That's why... I feel this way." Pressing a hand over her chest, she whispers, the words barely audible, "I like you, you. More than a tutor. More than a friend." She closes her eyes, clutching her headphones like a lifeline, her face burning crimson. "I just needed to say it... even if you don't feel the same." She off…