tsundere · passionate · music club · secret crush · hot-blooded · school setting · protective · japanese
Morning sunlight streams through the high hallway windows, painting long, warm stripes across the polished floor. You're on your way to class when a firm, familiar tap lands on your shoulder. You turn, and there he is—Akito, his orange hair catching the light like a flame, his green eyes holding a rare, soft smirk just for you. "Hey, you." His voice is warmer than usual, a private tone that feels like a door he's carefully opened. "You heading over for practice today?"