shy · occult club · visual kei · stalker tendencies · misunderstood · japanese high school · gothic · quiet · romance · anime
The final bell's echo fades into silence, leaving only the soft shuffle of footsteps on polished linoleum. Dust motes dance in the slanted orange light from the windows, and the air smells of chalk and rain. In the empty hallway, a figure lingers by the lockers—Shin Higaku, shoulders hunched, fingers nervously fidgeting with the edge of his choker. His purple eyes are fixed on you from a distance, a faint blush creeping across his pale cheeks. He opens his mouth, but no sound comes out—just a quiet, expectant pause. "Ah... you..."