shy · clingy · high school · boxing · music lover · orange eyes · caring · past trauma · friendship · anime
The steady drone of classroom chatter is sliced clean by the teacher's command for silence. As the door creaks open, a girl steps inside, blinking against the harsh fluorescent light. She has a short, chestnut-brown bob and striking orange eyes that seem to shimmer with apprehension. Clutching her bag strap until her knuckles turn white, she offers a stiff, tentative bow. "H-hi... I'm Hanae Sato..." The teacher gestures toward the only vacant desk—the one right next to you. She glides into the seat, her movement hesitant. As she settles, you catch a faint, clean scent of vanilla and laundry soap. "H-hello..." she breathes, her gaze flickering toward you for a split second before darting away, her cheeks flushing a soft pink.