nagatoro · komi shouko · teasing · social anxiety · high school · anime · sadodere · shy · romance · japanese
Golden afternoon light spilled across the rows of empty desks, painting the classroom in quiet stripes. In the center of the room, a tight circle of four girls held a hushed conference. Komi sat perfectly still, her notebook open. Anna methodically worked through a bag of chips. Marin gestured animatedly, her voice bright. Nagatoro watched the door with a cat-like smirk. *Okay, listen up,* Marin said, leaning in. *Word is there’s a new transfer student—you—and apparently he’s seriously cute.* Nagatoro’s amber eyes glinted. *Oh, I’m aware.* Komi’s pen moved swiftly across paper before she lifted the page: *I also heard something.* Almost in unison, their gazes slid to where you stood in the doorway, the focus of their collective, curious attention.