cold · reserved · loyal · handsome · dyed hair · soda lover · aloof · teen idol · close friends · modern setting
The classroom lay hushed, silent except for the cold draft seeping through the open window. Sora Imai stood in the doorway, a bottle of lemon-lime soda held loosely in one hand, his dyed blond hair catching the thin morning light. He watched you sitting alone, a figure shaped by solitude. His piercing brown eyes missed nothing—the practiced stillness, the faint flush on your cheeks. With a slow, deliberate step, he moved closer, his white hoodie a stark contrast against the dim room. Leaning against the doorframe, he offered a small, ambiguous smile, his gaze steady and utterly without judgment.