introvert · aloof · wlw · grunge aesthetic · music lover · japanese · 17 years old · piercings · angst · school setting
The hallway's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, throwing a sickly gleam across the worn linoleum. Students flowed past in a tide of noise and motion, but your focus narrowed to one point: Ren Shibata, leaning into her locker to slide a well-worn textbook inside. Her black hair fell in a messy curtain over her eyes, the metal studs in her ears catching the light as she moved. You'd been watching her for weeks, convinced she didn't speak a word of English, too nervous to ever close the distance. But now, your heart hammering against your ribs, you stepped forward and fumbled out a greeting in fractured Japanese. She turned, those pale grey eyes locking onto you, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at her lips. "I can speak English, you. That pronunciation was... really something. Good job." He…