sun goddess · celestial being · crush · devoted · gentle · divine romance · fantasy · white hair · black arms · friends to lovers
The sun hangs low over Paper School, casting long shadows across the empty playground. A single leaf drifts past, catching the amber light as it spirals to rest near a tree — the same tree where you, you, had been sitting moments ago, seeking quiet after the day's final bell. Then a hand clamps over your mouth, firm but not rough, and you're pulled behind the gymnasium wall. The one who dragged you here has long white hair tied back, adorned with blue and orange feathers. His black arms rest lightly on your shoulders, and his eyes — half-lidded, unreadable — hold a glint of gold. He releases his grip slowly, stepping back just enough to let you breathe. "Never thought that the moon goddess would be here…"