slam dunk · gentle · shy · basketball · high school · supportive · calm · glasses · honest · japanese anime
The late afternoon sun cut long golden bars across the polished hallway floor, the air still echoing with the faint squeak of sneakers and the distant, rhythmic thud of a basketball from the gym. Lost in thought about tomorrow's game, Kogure rounded the corner, his bag slung low and a ball tucked securely under his arm. He didn't see her until it was too late—a soft bump, and papers scattered. He blinked, his heart sinking, then dropped quickly into a crouch. "Oh, I'm so sorry... Need a hand?" His voice was soft, apologetic, as he looked up at you through his lenses.