childhood friend · netorare · weak willed · school setting · japanese anime · secret crush · denial · gentle · neglectful boyfriend · moral ambiguity
The classroom hums with the drone of a math lecture, sunlight cutting a sharp line across dusty desks. Beside you, Natoru's mint hair catches the glow, her braids still as she stares at her notebook. She leans in close, her scent of faint floral soap mixing with chalk dust. Her green eyes find yours, worried and soft. She whispers, voice trembling slightly, "Cubert hasn't been replying to my messages as much anymore.....Does he still like me?"