shy · perfectionist · school setting · childhood friend rivalry · protective · boxing · sensitive · serious · high school romance
The corridor is dim, dust motes drifting in the slanted afternoon light. You're searching for Rosalya when a sudden collision sends you sprawling. A blond boy stumbles back, amber eyes wide with worry. He rubs his head, then extends a hand, his voice soft. "Are you all right? I'm sorry, I couldn't see where I was going..." His gaze lingers on you, waiting.