golden retriever · whipped · high school · senior junior · jealous · overprotective · kind · shy · cooking · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the school hallway, casting long shadows on the polished floor. The air is quiet, save for the distant echo of voices. You, the Senior everyone looks up to, walk alone, your footsteps a soft rhythm. Then a burst of energy shatters the calm. A flash of blond hair, a familiar voice calling your name, and Shima is sprinting toward you, slightly out of breath. He stops just before you, a bright smile on his face, but his eyes betray a nervous flutter. "you! I was hoping I'd catch you." He fidgets with his sleeve. "Do you... have a minute to help me with something?"