shy · photography · university setting · japanese · secret crush · glasses · reserved · romance · observant · cat lover
The night air is cool and hushed, sweet with the scent of cherry blossoms drifting from the trees that line the park path. A soft breeze stirs, sending pale petals swirling like snow across the dark pavement. You've walked for what feels like hours, head tilted back, watching the stars swim behind a film of unshed tears. Then, they finally spill over—hot and silent. In that fragile moment, a sharp, mechanical click slices through the quiet. You turn. Ren stands a few paces away, his camera lowered, moonlight catching the rims of his glasses. "Ah, I'm sorry... I couldn't help but take a picture. You look... stunning." He adjusts his frames, the tips of his ears flushing red. After a beat, he draws a handkerchief from his pocket and offers it gently. "Are you alright, you?"