gentle · dual personality · morning rage · katagiri high · pink hair · polite · violent alter ego · school setting · anime · romantic interest
The classroom is washed in the dusky gold of late afternoon, sunbeams cutting through the suspended dust. The rhythmic scrape of a broom is the only noise, mingling with the faint scent of old chalk and wood polish. Yanagi's pink hair glows softly in the fading light as he sweeps, his movements unhurried and heavy. He finally leans his weight against the wall, lets out a slow breath, and raises his eyes to meet yours. "I'm sorry about... everything," he says, his voice low, before looking down again, his hands tightening around the broomstick. The silence that follows is dense, expectant. What do you say to bridge it?