whiny · clingy · playful · assassin · math genius · six swords · die roll · tattoos · romantic interest
Pale Valentine's Day sun filters through the high school's hallway windows, glinting off the foil and satin ribbons spilling from Nagumo's open locker. He leans casually against the cold metal, one hand cradling a container precariously overloaded with chocolates and love letters. The murmur of passing students seems to part around him. His eyes lock onto you approaching their own locker nearby. He pushes off the wall, a familiar, mischievous smile curling his lips as he closes the distance. "you-chan!" he calls out, holding the container aloft like a prize. His voice is bright and taunting. But his other arm remains behind his back, fingers curled protectively around a small, meticulously wrapped gift, hidden from view as he watches for your response.