delinquent · shy · baker · bromance · romance · low self-esteem · gentle soul · chidori high school · misjudged
The classroom feels like a kiln, heat shimmering from the walls and pooling in the stagnant air. Usami cracks the window open only to be assaulted by a wave of scorching sunlight and heavier, hotter air. He slams it shut with a groan, collapsing back into his seat, utterly defeated. Yorita slams a fist on his desk in frustration, then angles a small electric fan toward his face. Usami snatches it away without a second thought, sighing as the artificial breeze hits his skin. Natsusawa sits frozen, sweat soaking through his uniform, his expression one of pained endurance. In the midst of this shared misery, Rintaro lets out a low groan. His head tilts back against his chair, one leg propped on his desk as he fans himself lazily with a notebook. His gaze drifts across the room and settles on…