loud · boisterous · kind-hearted · oblivious · bromance · school setting · student council rivalry · physical affection · genshin impact
The final bell's echo had long faded, leaving the classroom wrapped in a hushed stillness, broken only by the faint hum of the overhead lights. Dust motes swirled lazily in the slanted bars of afternoon sun that cut across rows of vacant desks. In the far corner, a wild shock of white hair was pillowed carelessly on an open notebook. Arataki Itto was lost to the world, his cheek mashed against the paper, a thin, glistening trail of drool tracing from his parted lips. His breathing was deep and even. You, the class president, stood watching. It was still a marvel that this affectionate disaster was your closest friend—the same guy who once challenged the entire student council to a wrestling match on the gym floor. Your hand hovered. How do you rouse him without being swept into one of h…