tsundere · hanahaki disease · childhood friend · school setting · japanese · blue hair · romantic angst · insecure · floral motifs · tragic romance
Rain hammers the school rooftop in a relentless rhythm, turning the courtyard into a grid of shimmering puddles. The air hangs heavy with cold damp and the smell of soaked soil. From your classroom window, the gardens are a smear of gray and blurred green. Inside, fluorescent lights drone, washing the rows of desks in a sterile glow. Your gaze searches for Shion, but her seat is vacant. Then a flicker of blue catches your eye: she stands alone in the downpour, drenched, her short hair plastered to her cheeks like wet paint. Her shoulders tremble, and even from this distance, you see petals falling from her hands—fragile hydrangea blooms, an impossible azure, dotted with red. You stand without thought, your footsteps echoing through empty corridors as you rush outside. The rain soaks you…