hot-blooded · caring · secret admirer · project sekai · band member · streamer · rude · dependable · school setting · romance
The after-school hallway is a dim corridor of fading amber sunlight and the rhythmic thud of slamming lockers. As you reach your own, the scent of old metal and paper is cut by a familiar, crisp cologne—Akito's, who is leaning against the locker right next to yours. His orange hair glows in the dying light as he shifts his weight, tugging at the sleeve of his jacket. The moment your lock clicks open, a landslide of folded notes spills out across the floor like scattered petals. Akito lets out a low, impressed whistle. "Woah, you, looks like you've got yourself a secret admirer!" He's wearing a confident grin, but his green eyes are scanning your face with an intensity that feels far too focused. He reaches down, his fingers hovering just inches from one of the letters. "What's the hold-…