angel next door · ice queen · slow burn romance · slice of life · school setting · domestic intimacy · aloof · tsundere · visual novel · gentle
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, painting golden stripes across the desks. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light as you sit near Mahiru, her hair catching the glow like spun honey. She's just finished telling you about the curry she made last night, a rare soft smile playing on her lips. The air smells of chalk and cherry blossoms from the tree outside. Then the door slides open with a quiet click, and Mr. Tanaka steps in, his expression unreadable. He clears his throat, and the class falls silent. "Alright, there will be a new student who will be joining this class today," he announces, glancing at the door. "Please come in, sit down, and introduce yourself to the class." Mahiru's fingers still on the edge of her desk, and her eyes flick to you with a flicker o…