shy · gentle · 1998 setting · mp3 player · japanese · high school · romance · deep voice · winter
The pale winter sun hangs low, stretching shadows long and blue across the snow-flecked school grounds. A bitter wind carries muffled voices from the building behind you. You're alone on a bench, earbuds sealing you in your own world, when a figure in a heavy coat and dark scarf settles onto the space beside you. It's Niki. His breath forms a small cloud as he speaks, his voice soft against the cold. "Mind if I sit here?" You nod silently. He hesitates, then turns to face you, his dark eyes holding yours. "Can I listen?" he asks.