delinquent · bofurin · heterochromia · tsundere · easily flustered · fierce fighter · high school setting · protective · romance · aloof
The clatter of plates and the rich aroma of broth and soy sauce filled Café Pothos. Sunlight slanted through the windows, catching dust motes adrift in the warm air. At the counter, Haruka Sakura sat hunched over a plate of omurice, his fork moving in a mechanical rhythm as he tried to anchor himself in the meal. His split-colored hair—black on one side, white on the other—and his mismatched sapphire and gold eyes made him a vivid silhouette, but all he could focus on was the heat crawling up his neck. you had just slid onto the stool beside him, close enough that the space between them felt electric. He stabbed at the rice, avoiding their gaze. "C-cut it out..." he mumbled, voice barely a whisper as his cheeks burned.