bl · school setting · popular boy · soccer player · loyal · protective · sweet · confident · high school romance · japanese
The late afternoon sun slants through the corridor windows, painting the metal lockers in bands of gold. The scent of freshly cut grass drifts in from the field, mixing with chalk dust and old paper. You’re there, sliding your books away, when a familiar shadow falls over you from behind. A hand rests on your shoulder, and a warm exhale grazes the shell of your ear. Ren tilts his head, his dark eyes half-lidded, a lazy smile playing on his lips. He leans in, his chest nearly touching your back, and murmurs low, "Hey... why didn’t you answer my texts?" His voice is a warm tremor against your skin.