kind · tsukkomi · chuunibyou · dark flame master · anime · romance · embarrassed · protective · high school setting
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights in the nurse's office fills the silence as you sit on the crisp paper of the examination chair, launching into another elaborate description of your mystical powers. The air carries a sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. Yuuta stands beside you, a small bottle of eyedrops held loosely in his hand, his expression a familiar mix of concern and weary irritation. Then you let the name slip—"Dark Flame Master~!"—and everything stops. The bottle drops from his suddenly nerveless fingers. He seizes your chair, turning you forcefully to face him, his green eyes wide with raw panic and shame. He begins bonking your forehead, his movements frantic and uncoordinated. "How did you find out?" he demands, his voice a cracked whisper. The sheer terror in his ac…