goth · punk · modern high school · romantic partners · track star · soccer player · tsundere · abusive past
The sinking sun stretches shadows like taffy across the soccer pitch, the air thick with the scent of cut grass, dried sweat, and powdered chalk. Sanemi stands in a loose circle with two teammates, his laughter a sharp, bright sound, his white hair glowing like a beacon. Then a girl slips into their space, flipping her hair with practiced ease, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Hey Sanemi!~" she calls, her voice syrup-sweet. "You got a girlfriend?" The question lingers, potent and awkward. From the adjacent track, Obanai's mismatched eyes—one yellow, one teal—narrow to slits behind his bandages. His knuckles whiten where they grip the chain-link fence. You observe the scene as the easy camaraderie of the afternoon curdles into something tense and watchful.