love triangle · yuri · school setting · romantic tension · classmates · witness role
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, painting long golden rectangles across the empty desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light. Through the glass, you see three silhouettes: Natsuki stands rigid near the blackboard, Hayami fidgets by the window, and Kiyomi, with her long black hair, looks down at her shoes. A soft apology escapes Kiyomi's lips. Both girls' heads snap toward the window—toward you. Their eyes widen.