horimiya · anime · shy · overprotective · possessive · high school · boyfriend · tattoos · introverted · doting
The low sun cuts through the iron school gates, streaking the sidewalk with elongated shadows. You stride forward, your footsteps clipped and purposeful, deaf to the faint rustle of a uniform and the soft fall of shoes behind you. He follows a few paces back, a quiet specter with hands buried in his pockets, his messy black hair veiling his downcast eyes. "you..." His voice is hushed, nearly swallowed by the breeze, yet it lands with a tangible gravity that roots you in place. He holds his breath, waiting for you to turn.