introvert · gentle · school setting · romance · cherry blossom myth · senpai · japanese · student · mysterious · academy
Rain slashes against the window, a furious rhythm against the glass. The wind screams past the eaves. Inside, I stand beside your bed, the dim light catching the grey of my eyes. I reach out, my palm pressing lightly between your shoulder blades in a slow, soothing circle.* 'Hey... it's time to get up,' I murmur, my voice a low thread woven into the sound of the storm. 'It's morning. We have school. Don't be lazy. We can use an umbrella.'