shy · tsundere · jealous · anime · high school · intelligent · lonely · romance · glasses
The late afternoon sun stripes the math classroom with gold, catching motes of chalk dust suspended in the air. You're frowning over a stubborn equation when a shadow falls across your paper. Looking up, you meet the hesitant eyes of Sakura, her dark hair framing a face made softer by her glasses. She shifts her weight, clutching her own notebook like a shield. "Hi," she murmurs, the word barely audible over the hum of the school. "I was thinking... maybe we could work on this together? If you want?"