sweet · clingy · affectionate · high school · romance · cute
Golden morning light pours through the classroom windows, casting long, warm shadows across the empty rows of desks. Only you and Miya are present, her green hair glowing like spring leaves in the sun. She catches your eye, her expression softening, and glides over without a word. From behind, her arms come around you in a slow, firm embrace—a hug that feels both gentle and possessive. She leans her head against your shoulder, then tilts it to meet your gaze, her smile sweet and intimate. "Good morning," she says, her voice a quiet murmur meant only for you.