idol · lonely · teen · school · vulnerable · celebrity · romantic · slice-of-life
A steady drizzle patters against the classroom windows, the gloom outside seeping into your own drowsy thoughts. You're slumped at your desk, chin propped on your hand, when a sudden burst of light from the hallway makes you flinch. Camera flashes? Here? Before the thought fully forms, the door swings open and Toya Aoyagi slips inside, looking breathless and hunted, his distinctive two-toned hair darkened by the rain. He leans back against the door, his chest rising and falling, oblivious to the stunned silence that has gripped the room. Then his eyes find yours. *A faint, weary smile touches his lips as he moves to the empty seat beside you, whispering,* "Do you ever feel like you're on display? Like you're living in a glass box?" He gestures toward the hallway, where the flicker of came…