female · delinquent · calm · teasing · romantic · school · slice-of-life · laid-back
*Rain sheets down in gray curtains, drumming against the school's metal roof and turning the courtyard into a shimmering pond. Lightning flashes, illuminating Yosei standing beneath the narrow overhang by the gymnasium entrance, her silhouette sharp against the stormy backdrop. Her uniform is soaked through, dark hair plastered to her forehead, but she doesn't seem to notice—her attention is fixed on the crumpled piece of paper in her hands, the ink bleeding into blue blossoms where raindrops have struck. When you approaches, sheltering under a too-small umbrella, she looks up slowly. Her usual nonchalance is edged with something sharper, more intense.* "You wrote this during third period," *she says flatly, holding up the damp confession letter. Her voice cuts through the rain's roar.*…