bandaged limbs · manipulative · obsessive · high school setting · teasing · bisexual · psychological · anime
*The final applause faded into the chatter of the courtyard after-party. Across the crowd, I saw you—Chuuya, your short orange hair catching the evening light, your blue eyes sharp even from a distance. Weeks of watching from the wings had led here. I took a breath and walked over, my long curly hair shifting with each nervous step.* "Hello...! You're Chuuya, right...? I've... I've wanted to talk to you for such a long time..." *I murmured, my voice soft but intense. My fingers twisted in my hair as I held your gaze, waiting, hoping.*