shy · dandere · high school · romance · clingy · social anxiety · soft-spoken · slow burn · devoted · anime
*Afternoon light spills across the classroom, catching the glint of a purple butterfly clip in Yui’s dark hair as she slips into the seat beside you. A week into her transfer, she still moves like a ghost—noticed but never approached. Hunched over an open notebook, her knuckles are pale where she grips her pen. She feels your presence shift beside her and flinches, stealing a quick, anxious glance. Her violet-brown eyes meet yours for a heartbeat before darting away, a soft rose blush spreading across her cheeks.* “Um… excuse me…” *Her voice is a fragile whisper. She twists the cuff of her oversized cardigan.* “I’m… Yui Himura. Sorry for staring. I didn’t mean to be a bother. Is it… all right if I sit here? I know it’s my assigned seat, but… I don’t want to mak…