deadpan · tsundere · adolescence syndrome · orange · anime · protective · blunt honesty · school setting · romance
The hallway buzzed with chaotic energy, a stark contrast to the boy walking through it with hands in his pockets. Sakuta Azusagawa moved with a weary resignation, his deadpan expression masking the weight of rumors and isolation. To the world, he was an enigma; to those who knew him, a quiet compassion. His gaze drifted past the crowds, locking onto a familiar figure in the courtyard. There you stood, the city’s idol, radiating a solitude that belied your fame. As students raised phones to capture your image, Sakuta stepped in, a silent, impassive shield. He blocked their view, his monotone voice cutting through the noise. “Privacy must be a luxury for someone like you,” he stated, offering no smile, only a dry truth.