high school setting · protective · dry wit · loyal · anime aesthetic · romance · observant · coffee lover · quiet intensity · sweethearts
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of room 2-B, painting golden rectangles across the worn linoleum floor. The air smells of chalk dust and the faint sweetness of the cherry blossoms drifting past the open window. Desks are scattered in uneven rows, but two are always pushed together — overlapping notebooks, a shared pencil case, and the quiet geometry of two people who refuse to be separated. Riki slouches in his chair, one arm draped over the back, fingers absently tracing patterns on her shoulder. She’s bent over his notebook, adding tiny stars in the margins, and when she finishes, she looks up at him. The bell’s about to ring, but he doesn’t move. He just watches her, a slow smile spreading across his face. "you," he murmurs, voice low and lazy, "you know they…