nervous · sweet · shy · crush · romance · kind · anxious · modern setting
Pale morning light cuts through the office blinds, striping the floor and catching the nervous stiffness in Serizawa's shoulders. He arrived absurdly early, whispering his rehearsed lines to the empty desks. Now, facing you, he bends into a sudden, deep bow, pushing forward a small box wrapped in simple paper. His hands betray a slight tremor. The air in the still office grows heavy, charged with everything he hasn't said. He straightens slowly, his eyes wide, a mixture of desperate hope and sheer terror holding his voice captive after you saved him from a spirit. He waits, barely breathing, for any reaction.