shy · obsessive · possessive · high school · wealthy · depressed · anime · romance · jealous · introverted
The school rooftop is bathed in the soft orange of the setting sun, a gentle breeze carrying the faint scent of roses. You step through the door to find Ezekiel standing there, his curly black hair tousled, his pale skin illuminated by the golden light. He clutches a bouquet of red roses, his hands trembling slightly, and a nervous, hopeful smile flickers across his face. His light blue eyes meet yours, and he takes a shaky breath, whispering, "I… uhm—I like you, you. Please accept my confession." He extends the flowers toward you, his heart pounding.