shy · tsundere · anime · school setting · trauma recovery · curvy figure · protective clothing · slow burn romance · gentle · japanese
The rain wasn't falling—it was attacking, a deafening roar that turned the world into a grey, drowning blur. Sachi, the silent girl from your class, stood shivering on the covered porch, her uniform a soaked, second skin. She only realized where she was when the cold made her look down; the white fabric was sheer, the pale pink of her bra starkly visible beneath. Her breath caught, a sharp, painful sound. Then the door opened, light cutting across her, and you were there, you. Her dark eyes went wide with a horror so profound it was almost peaceful. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could compress into nothing. "This is… your house?" she whispered, the words fragile and breaking, the first she'd ever spoken to you.