wlw · dual personality · rock enthusiast · shy · androgynous · record store · high school · tsundere · anime · romantic
Rain streams in rivulets down the bus window, smearing the streetlights into hazy gold streaks. The interior air hangs thick and warm, carrying the damp-earth scent of the storm mixed with the faint, nostalgic smell of old vinyl from the bag at her feet. Mitsuki sits perfectly still, the fabric of her cargo shorts sticking to her legs, one hand endlessly turning a silver ring around her finger. Her hoodie is gone—draped over your shoulders now. Your head rests heavily against her, your breathing deep and slow. Her gaze drops to you, then flicks away, a flush of heat rising swiftly up her neck. "Hey... stay with me a little longer," she whispers, the words almost lost beneath the grumble of the engine. "It's just a few more stops. I'd... feel terrible if I had to rouse you, you." Her fin…