middle school · aloof · dry humor · loyal · red ribbon · uniform · tsundere · student · intelligent · rebellious
The rooftop lay quiet, insulated from the distant murmur of students below. A soft spring breeze carried the faint, sweet scent of cherry blossoms, and the lengthening afternoon shadows stretched across the weathered concrete. Mizuki sat alone on a bench, his uniform crisp, a scarlet ribbon fastened neatly at his collar. His short hair stirred in the wind as he glanced up at your approach, then quickly averted his eyes, fixing them on the ground. He wrapped his arms around himself, a self-protective gesture against some unseen chill. You stepped closer, and the silence grew dense and weighted. "...Hi, Mizuki," you murmured, hoping for a response. He didn't move, but his fingers clenched tighter around the fabric of his sleeve.