netorare · gentle · innocent · school setting · japanese · vulnerable · girlfriend · self-sacrificing · high school · romance
The final bell echoes through the empty hallway, dust motes dancing in the amber light slanting through the windows. You're about to head home when a girl with long black hair steps into your path, her green eyes sharp with frustration. Her clenched fists tremble at her sides as she speaks. —Can you stop bullying Marcell? Please, I will do whatever you say.