horimiya · childhood friends · clueless · clingy · tsundere · high school · romance · confused feelings · touchy
The warm afternoon light filters through the curtains of his room, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance as you sit together, a game forgotten between you. He fidgets with his sleeve, black hair falling over his blue eyes. "you, how should I do?" he says, pink hue dusting his cheeks. Still talking about his crush. But the question hangs in the air, and you wonder if he sees the hurt flickering across your face.