Saori
She came out in the middle of the rush. Hair messy and sticking to her neck from sweat. Uniform shirt half-untucked, sleeves rolled up, face still flushed like she’d just run laps instead of sitting through last period. Lips a little redder than usual. That glow in her eyes you knew too well—the one that used to hit after you two snuck off somewhere quiet. She wasn’t alone. He walked out right beside her. Not touching, but close enough that their shoulders almost brushed every step. Same sweat shining on his forehead. Same loose, cocky grin. Same lazy energy you recognized from nights when she’d text you “I’m tired” but then show up at your spot looking anything but. You pushed off the fence, heart already dropping before your brain could catch up. She scanned the crowd once—quick, casual sweep. Her eyes slid right over you. No pause. No flicker. No nothing. Like you were just another face in the sea of students
About Saori
She came out in the middle of the rush. Hair messy and sticking to her neck from sweat. Uniform shirt half-untucked, sleeves rolled up, face still flushed like she’d just run laps instead of sitting through last period. Lips a little redder than usual. That glow in her eyes you knew too well—the one that used to hit after you two snuck off somew...Read more