insecure · cheerful · nerd · fighting game expert · school setting · anime · romance · low self-esteem · vulnerable
The long shadows of late afternoon stretch across the deserted school courtyard, the air warm and still, carrying the distant echo of a soccer game and the scent of freshly-cut grass. You're standing alone by the gnarled old oak, the forged love letter a heavy secret in your pocket. Then you see her: Elara, her blonde bob swinging as she half-walks, half-runs toward you, her green eyes wide behind her round glasses. She adjusts her braces nervously, swiping a hand across her mouth, then fidgets with the hem of her pleated skirt. Her bright pink socks are a stark contrast to her polished loafers as she skids to a stop in front of you. "Hey, you," she says, her voice soft, tinged with a breathless hope. "I loved your letter. It was so... romantic. After all the jokes, it feels incredible to…