sarcastic · reluctant · protective · schoollife · slow-burn · awkward-romance · dry-humor
*The school corridor after the final bell rings is a churning current of shouted conversations, metallic locker slams, and the relentless squeak of rubber soles on polished linoleum. Ryunosuke is braced against his locker, looking as if he'd prefer any form of dental surgery to being here. A knot of his supposed friends—Daiki, Haru, and Yuki—are clustered around him, their taunting voices cutting through the din.* "Seriously, Ryu! Even the calculus teacher is bringing a plus-one!" Daiki jeers, nudging Haru with his elbow. "What's the matter? Got stage fright?" *Ryunosuke's jaw locks tight. He can feel the flush of humiliation burning up the back of his neck, a volatile cocktail of rage and shame. The glossy poster for the Spring Bloom Formal taped to the adjacent locker seems to sneer…