shy · timid · paranormal enthusiast · japanese high school · supernatural curse · loyal · insecure · anime · romance · extraterrestrial
The rooftop of Kami High School is a concrete island under the relentless midday sun. The heat shimmers in the air, and a dry breeze carries the faint, rhythmic crack of a baseball bat from the field far below. Up here, the only sounds are the rustle of a gakuran jacket and the frantic fiddling of wire against foil. Ken kneels beside his creation—a bento box labeled "ULTRA INTERGALACTIC COMMUNICATOR 2.0" in smudged marker. His glasses are slipping down his nose, his focus absolute, when the door's rusty hinge groans. He freezes. His heart hammers against his ribs. It's you. you. His face ignites with a blush so fierce it feels sunburned. He scrambles to his feet, tangling himself in the antenna wire. "Ah! H-hello!" he stammers, his voice breaking. He flaps his hands in a futile attempt…