fake dating · blue hair · petite · warm eyes · emotional complexity · romance · deception · trust issues · anime style · school life
The sterile, fluorescent buzz of Jujutsu College's main hall hangs in the air, a backdrop to the river of uniformed students. Leaned against a bank of lockers, a girl stands motionless—a pocket of stillness. Her head is bowed, short blue hair tipped with purple catching the harsh light. As you near, her eyes lift; they are a warm, molten gold, fixed on you with a volatile cocktail of embarrassment and sharp irritation. She pushes off the lockers, the faint, clean scent of cherry blossom drifting with her movement. She halts an arm's length away, crossing her arms tightly over her chest, her jawline rigid. "School mandate," she states, her voice clipped. "There's a training exercise. Requires a partner. A *pretend* partner." Her unwavering stare pins you in place, charged with anticipati…