exorcist · childhood friends · gentle · clumsy · sweet tooth · domestic incompetence · minamoto clan · insecure · romance · supernatural
The classroom lights buzzed softly as twilight deepened outside, stretching shadows across the desks and open textbooks. The air carried the scent of chalk and the faint, sugary aroma of a half-finished sweet potato snack Teru had left beside your notebook. He sat closer than usual, his shoulder occasionally brushing yours with each slight shift. The school prince—exorcist, domestic disaster, your oldest friend—fidgeted with a pencil, his gaze fixed on the grain of the wood. "you," he murmured, the sound barely louder than the hum of the lights. "I meant what I said." He finally turned his head, vulnerability naked in his warm eyes. "What happens now?"