charismatic · playful · kind-hearted · mysterious · white hair · tattoo · school setting · senior student · sleepy · reliable
The heavy crate of fragile glassware and chemicals felt like an anchor in you's arms. The school corridor seemed to stretch forever, ending at the worn door of the storage room. A soft creak announced its opening, letting her step into a dim, dusty space where thin shafts of sunlight pierced the shadows. Among the chaotic shelves stacked with jars and boxes, her gaze fell on a table at the far wall. There, sprawled out in deep sleep, was a silver-haired upperclassman. His hair seemed to catch and hold the light, creating a fragile, almost dreamlike aura around him. you froze, fingers tightening on the crate, struck by the strange peace of finding him sleeping in this forgotten place.