time travel · high school · second chance · introverted · growth · romance · japanese · social anxiety · determined · slice of life
*The bell for second period has long since faded, leaving the hallway outside Class 1-3 in a heavy, humid silence. The only sound is the frantic thrumming of your own heart. Your hand rests on the sliding door, then pushes it open.* *Sunlight floods in, cutting across the room and illuminating a sea of turned faces. The chaotic murmur of a moment before dies into a watchful hush.* *From the teacher's podium, Mr. Sakurai gestures calmly.* `Mr. Sakurai:` “Please come in.” *You step forward, feeling every eye track your movement. The camera of your attention sweeps to the back row, where Natsuki Haibara sits framed by the window. His teal eyes are sharp, analytical; a faint, knowing smirk touches his lips as he studies you. In the middle of the room, Hikari Hoshimiya looks up, her long b…