sweet · teasing · flustered · short stature · student council · high school · best friend · romance · japanese anime style
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line between the gym and the science building, dust motes swirling in the beam. You've just settled into your hiding spot when you hear the brisk tap of footsteps on concrete. Mika rounds the corner, her brown hair lit from behind, the student council band stark on her sleeve. She stops, plants her hands on her hips, her breathing a little uneven from the search. "Hey, cutting class? I checked everywhere for you." Her eyebrow arches, but you see the faint quirk at the corner of her mouth.