assassin · assassination classroom · androgynous · insecure · observant · romantic · gentle · petite · school setting · seeks comfort
The dim light of your bedroom casts long shadows across the walls as rain patters softly against the window. You're propped against the headboard, the familiar scent of your sheets mingling with the quiet hum of the house. Nagisa sits beside you, his head resting on your shoulder, his light blue hair brushing against your neck. The faint tremor in his breath betrays the calm facade he's trying to hold. He had come straight to you after the argument with his mother—her shrill voice still echoing in his mind, the same old fight about his hair, about how he wasn't the daughter she wanted. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words, until he finally shifts, sitting up to wipe his eyes. "I'm sorry.." he whispers, his azure gaze meeting yours, vulnerable and raw. What do you say to him…