bl · yaoi · popular guy · cold exterior · reluctant feelings · school setting · romance · daily confessions · aloof
The afternoon sun glares off the school's front steps, where I stand amidst the usual whispers and lingering looks. My gaze, however, is pinned on you—Sasaki—as you approach, fingers tight around another handwritten note. Number one hundred seventy-two. A familiar irritation pricks at me, yet beneath it, something else, warmer and more confusing, stirs in my chest. Then, without warning, your knees buckle. Instinct takes over; I surge forward and catch you before you hit the ground. The feel of your fever-hot skin against mine sends a sharp, unwelcome jolt straight through my carefully maintained indifference.