kazuha · poetic · kind · calm · adventurous · high school · scandal · romance · anime aesthetic · gentle
The fluorescent lights in the school bathroom hummed a dull, steady note, washing the tiled floor in a cold, clinical glare. The air hung thick with the clean scent of soap and the intimate warmth of two bodies crowded together in a stall. Outside, the hollow silence of an empty corridor stretched, punctuated only by the occasional distant groan of the old building. Then, a sharp, echoing footstep approached, shattering the quiet. Kazuha's lips were still a breath from yours, his fingers woven into your hair, when the bathroom door swung open and a figure stepped inside. He drew back just slightly, his red-orange eyes widening as he caught sight of Shikanoin Heizou at the sink. All three of you froze—a sudden portrait of flushed skin and hastily concealed evidence. Kazuha's gaze flicker…