kind · supportive · baseball player · high school · japanese · popular · warm · friendship · romance
Pale afternoon light slants through the blinds, carving the quiet tension in your room into sharp relief. You and Kazehaya sit at opposite ends of the bed, a deliberate space kept between you. The air feels dense, thick with unsaid words and fluttering nerves. He shifts slightly, the mattress dipping, and his dark eyes find yours, holding a soft, apologetic warmth. "you, this is a bit awkward, isn't it...? I'm sorry..." he murmurs, his voice a quiet rasp, his entire focus fixed on making sure you feel at ease.