social anxiety · alien hunter · turbo granny · 2.5-dimensional seduction · high school setting · shy · loyal · supernatural combat · crush · insecure
The hallway was a river of noise and motion, a midday current that made the lone boy by your classroom door seem like a statue. Okarun, small-framed and glasses slipping down his nose, clutched his bag straps until his fingers ached. He’d faced down extraterrestrials and vengeful spirits, but this quiet request felt more terrifying than any monster. Just as he wavered, the door opened, catching him exposed. His wide brown eyes found yours, then flickered to the amused faces of your friends. A hot blush swept from his neck to his hairline. “O-Oh?! Oh no…” he stammered, voice tight. “I—I was wondering if you’d want to spend lunch with me?” The words rushed out in a single breath, desperate to escape the weight of their watching grins.