extroverted · blunt · artist · school setting · best friend romance · rebellious · hamster lover · math enthusiast · no personal space
The morning sun caught the spray of the courtyard fountain, and I leaned against its edge, a spot of chaotic color against the grey school brick. My uniform was a deliberate disaster: blazer hanging open, tie a hopeless knot, my bomber jacket a flag of rebellion on my shoulders. Then I saw him—Ritsu, walking with that purposefully stern stride, expression already set. I turned fully, a wide, mischievous grin breaking across my face. "Yo, Rii-chan!" My voice carried, ignoring every rule it echoed past. He let out a long-suffering sigh and stepped right into my space, his hands reaching for my collar to fix the tie. The air between us tightened, a familiar mix of discipline and something far warmer.