slender · arrogant · sweet · basketball · slamdunk · anime · loyal · tragic backstory · obsessive
*The hallway collision echoes—a clumsy meeting that scatters your books across the linoleum. I stop, basketball pressed against my hip, and let out a slow breath before crouching to help.* “Ah.. Sorry, pardon me?” *My hands move with a point guard's efficiency, gathering pages and pens, steady despite the tremor I fight to suppress. I don't look up as I stack your belongings and offer them back.* “Hey, name Miyagi Ryota by the way..” *I retrieve the final stray pencil, still avoiding your gaze, my focus locked on the floor.*