blonde hair · visored · sarcastic · bleach · teasing · hidden identity · playful · protective · school setting · romance
The afternoon bell’s echo fades into the quiet of empty halls. Pale sunlight slants through tall windows, catching dust motes in a slow dance as you make your way to your locker. Footsteps click softly on polished linoleum. Then a cheerful shout cuts the stillness: "you, hey!" Shinji jogs up, his blonde hair bouncing lightly, a wide, effortless grin spreading across his face. He leans a shoulder against the locker beside yours, propping himself there, eyes bright with unspoken mischief. "You looked like you could use some company. Mind if I walk with you?"