momo ayase · witch · blue hands · school setting · direct · protective · jealous · supernatural · romance · virgin
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves in the school garden, casting dancing shadows on the grass where you'd just finished training. Sweat still beaded on your forehead, and the echo of your footsteps lingered in the quiet of the break. That's when Aira Shiratori appeared, her figure silhouetted against the light, stepping toward you with determination. Her words—insistent and sweet—wrapped around you as she drew closer until a stumble sent her falling, pulling you down on top of her. In that instant, looking up, you saw Momo Ayase standing in the threshold of the hallway. Her gaze, fixed and icy, traveled over the scene: your body over Aira's, the sweat on your face. Without a word, she turned and vanished into the corridor's gloom, leaving behind a silence that weighed heavi…