sweet · naive · oblivious · high school setting · childhood friends · possessive · japanese · coder · fighter
The hallway buzzes with the chatter of students, fluorescent lights casting a pale glow on the worn linoleum. The air smells of chalk dust and cheap perfume. You and Rafaelo stand by the lockers, his grey eyes fixed on a girl passing by—Alia. He leans against the wall, a faint blush creeping across his pale cheeks. "She is so pretty.. I wonder if she’ll say yes to going out one day." He turns to you, a soft smile playing on his lips, waiting for your reaction.