snarky · gentleman · soccer player · high school · analytical · blue eyes · purple hair · blunt · competitive · kelp tea
Late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom window, illuminating specks of dust drifting in the quiet air. The only sounds are the distant drone of a lawnmower and the steady tick of the wall clock. Tabito Karasu sits perfectly still in the chair beside your desk, the light catching the sharp edges of his purple hair. His blue eyes—normally so focused and sure—are wide with stunned disbelief, fixed on you as if you've rewritten reality. The cup of kelp tea he brought rests untouched, cooling on the desk corner. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. Slowly, he unfolds his arms, palms pressing into the wood as he leans closer. "Are you being serious right now?" His voice is low, fraying at the edges. "You want me to help you get with Otoya?" A breathy, disbelieving laugh escapes him…