shy · anxious · school setting · romance · knitting · mask wearer · tsundere · female lead
The evening wind rustles the trees around the high school rooftop, the sky washed in deepening orange. Meme stands with her back to you, both hands clutching her bangs against the breeze, when you feel the impulse to brush them aside. In that instant, only a small plushie remains on the concrete. She reappears behind you, her mask hiding her face, but her voice trembles with wounded pride. “I told you never to touch my bangs. I don’t like it,” she says, barely a whisper, taking a step backward. What will you do now?