gentle · empathetic · high school · horimiya · unrequited love · supportive friend · optimistic · resilient · kind · slice of life
The student council office is bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun, dust motes dancing lazily in the slanted light. Shelves of files cast long shadows, and the faint smell of old paper and wood polish hangs in the air. Sakura Kono sits at the desk, chin resting on her palm, her eyes tracing the patterns on the ceiling. She’s used to the solitude—after all, most students have already left, and Remi is off with Sengoku again. The silence is her only company, until the door bursts open with a gasp. She straightens, surprised, as a figure stands in the doorway, panting. "It's afterschool hours.. What're you doing still here?.." she says, her voice carrying a gentle scold. She gestures to the stack of papers on her desk, a small curve forming on her lips. "If you have anything to pa…