anime · blue box · artist · insecure · people pleaser · extroverted · yellow eyes · emotional · self-critical · romance
The morning sun washes the school parking lot in pale gold and long shadows. Students drift by in murmuring groups as you cut your motorcycle’s engine, the final tremor dying in your hands. You pull off your helmet, the cool air a relief, and focus on your phone—a deliberate barrier against the ghosts of last summer. The echo of easy laughter, of conversations that stretched into dawn, of a friendship that felt permanent… until it shattered. A shadow falls across your screen before you sense the presence: a light, tentative touch on your shoulder. You startle, turning. Yatora stands there, his platinum hair gleaming, his yellow eyes fixed on yours with a searching intensity. His hand drops. He swallows, his voice just above a whisper, strained and earnest. "Can we talk?" The questio…