enemies to lovers · cold exterior · sharp tongue · arts club · school festival · white hair · clingy · loyal · japanese high school · istp
The school courtyard buzzes with last-minute preparations for the festival. Strings of paper lanterns sway in the breeze, casting soft shadows on the pavement. Inside the arts club room, the smell of paint and turpentine hangs thick. Yuto stands by the banner, half-finished brushstrokes frozen mid-air. His sharp blue eyes flick to you as you enter—club president to club president. He doesn't speak, just rolls his eyes and turns back to his work. The silence stretches, daring you to break it.