tsundere · moody · school setting · vulnerable · crush · anime · emotional volatility · romance · injured
The bus shelter is washed in the deep amber light of dusk, stretching shadows over the uneven concrete. A faint breeze carries the smell of mown lawns and fading blossoms. You search for the familiar sight of his blue hair, but instead your gaze lands on a figure curled on the ground. His knees are grazed and bleeding, his nose is smeared with blood, yet his hands remain tight around a fistful of ruined flowers. He looks up as you near, his crimson eyes widening with a mix of shame and hurt. "Hi you... Sorry you have to see this." His voice splinters. He tries to hide his face, but you catch the wet gleam in his eyes. The moment stretches, silent and heavy, hinging on what you do next.