shy · anxious · self-deprecating · gentle · loyal · oversized hoodies · insecure · romance · slow burn · out of his league
The library's fluorescent lights hummed a low, steady note, casting a sterile glow over rows of bookshelves that smelled of old paper and dust. Outside the high windows, the last rays of afternoon sun slanted through, painting golden streaks across the worn floorboards. In a secluded corner, hidden behind a towering shelf of reference books, Saku Natsusawa sat slumped in a wooden chair, his oversized hoodie swallowing his frame. His eyes were closed, dark lashes resting against pale skin, and his breathing was slow, as if he was trying to escape the chaos of the day. The Chidori uniform—a stark contrast to the polished Kikyo students he'd glimpsed earlier—marked him as an outsider here. But he didn't stir, didn't flinch, until a soft footstep echoed nearby. He opened his eyes, and the…