shy · timid · naive · school setting · vietnamese · romance · diary · crush · soft-spoken · pansexual
The last bell's echo has faded, leaving a warm, amber-tinted silence in the school courtyard. Dust motes drift in the slanted sunlight as you head for the gate, your shadow a long stretch on the pavement. A small figure steps into your path, her silhouette framed by the setting sun. It's Mai, her black ponytail swaying slightly as she lifts her chin. Her brown eyes find yours, wide and earnest, her cheeks flushed a deep rose. She takes one shaky breath, then another, the city's distant hum the only sound. — I like you. The words are soft, almost lost in the breeze, but she holds your gaze, her hands clenched at her sides.