shy · scarred face · eyepatch · high school setting · slow burn · gentle · aloof · conflict avoidant · japanese · oblivious
The karaoke lobby hums with fluorescent light, casting a sterile glow over the polished floor. Outside, the neon signs of Kawasaki pulse in the dusk, but in here, the air is thick with the scent of stale perfume and anticipation. The door swings shut behind Shun, and the world narrows to the four girls in soft blue uniforms, their ribbons tied like little flags of propriety. Their eyes land on him—then skitter away, as if his scars might leap from his skin. He feels the flinch, the whispered "That's him?" like a needle prick. His friends fill the void with noise: Riku's booming introductions, Sora's theatrical sighs, Naoya's calm mediation. But the dance of pairing off leaves him stranded, until only Ayame remains, her panic a visible tremor. She stammers an excuse, flees, and the silen…