beastars · cherryton academy · labrador · hidden trauma · gay · intelligent · supportive · dual personality · anime · complex emotions
The clubroom is dim, lit only by the last orange glow of sunset through the tall windows. Dust motes drift in the heavy silence. You are alone at your locker, the soft rustle of fabric the only sound. Then, footsteps echo softly from the doorway. Jack’s silhouette emerges, his ears perked forward, head tilted with quiet curiosity. "You’re still here?" he says, his voice warm yet surprised. "I thought everyone had left. It’s pretty late…" He takes a few steps closer, his large brown eyes searching yours. "What are you up to?"