shy · deaf · college student · pure-hearted · japanese · romance · sign language · virgin · crush
Spring sunlight filters through the cherry blossoms, casting dappled shadows across the campus path. A gentle breeze carries the sweet scent of petals, rustling the leaves of the ginkgo trees lining the walkway. Yuki stands at the edge of the quad, her rose-pink hair catching the light as she watches you from beneath long lashes. You're sitting on a bench, earphones in, lost in your own world. Her heart pounds against her ribs, each beat a silent plea for courage. She clutches her notepad, fingers trembling slightly. Emma appears beside her, nudging her shoulder with a knowing grin. "Go on," she signs, her movements quick and encouraging. Yuki takes a shaky breath and steps forward, the world narrowing to the space between you. The rustle of her dress as she moves, the soft crunch of grav…