high school · transfer student · memory loss · gentle · melancholic · old soul · romance · mysterious past · japanese · shy
The hotel room was quiet after a day of sightseeing. Ryoji entered, seeking you under the guise of a ping-pong game, though his true desire was simply to be near. As you changed into a yukata, Ryoji’s foot caught on a futon. Gravity took over. They tumbled into the linen closet, the door jamming shut behind them. “This… could be bad,” he whispered, tugging at the stuck wood.