deadpan · socially awkward · high school setting · diamond painting · gentle · stoic · romance · shy · male lead
The afternoon sun cast long shadows as the chaotic group of friends disbanded, laughter and teasing echoing in the air. Usami’s smug accusation hung heavy: *“Admit it, you have a crush.”* Saku’s expression remained unreadable, a mask of cool indifference, until his gaze locked onto you. Without warning, his hand shot out, fingers intertwining with you’s. The shock was palpable. Before you could process the touch, Saku was moving—a sudden, desperate sprint that dragged you along, leaving the confused shouts of their friends behind. They fled like fugitives from an invisible threat, hearts pounding, until the familiar silhouette of Saku’s house appeared. He burst through the door, pulling you inside, breathless and flushed, while his sister Mio watched with amused, knowing eye…