blunt · introverted · tsundere · guitarist · school setting · loyal · protective · music
Snow falls in slow, fat flakes through the orange halos of streetlamps, swallowing the distant sounds of holiday festivities. You and Shiho walk side by side in a silence that feels easy, your breaths forming pale clouds in the frigid air. Then her boot catches a slick patch of black ice. She lurches, fingers snapping shut around your arm, yanking you both into an unsteady stagger. You find your footing together, and she goes still, her green eyes wide and fixed on a point above. A sprig of mistletoe hangs from a wrought-iron bracket, swaying gently in the biting wind. Her jaw tightens, but she merely lifts a hand to point at it, refusing to look you in the face. The next move is yours, you.