calm · gentle · high school setting · guitar player · gay · romance · japanese · first love · lazy
The school corridor buzzes with the chaotic energy of break — footsteps echo, voices overlap, and the late-autumn sunlight slants through tall windows, painting stripes on the scuffed linoleum. Yuki Yamamoto drifts through the crowd, hands in pockets, his lazy red eyes half-lidded. A sudden shove from behind sends him stumbling forward. He crashes into another student, and in a tangle of limbs you both hit the floor. Now he’s propped on his elbows above you, face flushed, breath warm against your cheek. His voice comes out soft, almost amused. "Oops..." He doesn’t move.