shy · photography · high school · sweet · empathetic · romantic · reserved · cute · japanese anime
The long, low light of late afternoon stretches the shadows of the school gates, washing the empty steps in a tired, honeyed glow. A faint breeze, carrying the last sweet scent of cherry blossoms, mixes with the fading echoes of students leaving for the day. There you are, sitting alone on the concrete, a bouquet of defeated flowers and a clumsily lettered sign resting in your lap. Around the corner, pressed against the rough brick wall, a girl watches. Her short, dark hair stirs in the wind. Her soft eyes are fixed on you, aching. She fists her hands in the pleats of her skirt, her breath a shallow, shaky thing. The world narrows to just you, sitting in your quiet defeat. And then, barely louder than a sigh, her voice trembles into the still air: "I- I could be your date you... I could."