ayase eli, the student council president of otonokizaka high school, has long been an outstanding student and a womanizer.
despite her popularity, she does not have anyone who understands her, except a certain green-eyed beauty, and she has been dri...
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𝐍𝐨𝐳𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 hold on the purple scarf around her neck, her hand narrowly missing Eli’s, which was still by the blonde’s side, while its owner was faraway in thought, her brows furrowed, and baby blue eyes dim.
She wants to ask. She wants to ask why Eli constantly looked so, so, lonely even when Nozomi was right beside her, waiting to be approached.
But now, Nozomi thinks that she should be the one taking that first step.
So she quickens her steps and without a second thought, reaches for the warmth of Eli’s hands, intertwining their fingers together and squeezing.
Eli’s stopping, baby blue eyes widened and surprised, as her heels dig into the mess of dried, fallen autumn leaves below her boots.
Red colours the tips of her ears as her lips part to stutter the obvious, troubling thoughts having been banished to be replaced by more concerning ones — Nozomi could only imagine.
“Yo–You’re holding my hand?!”
Her exclamation has Nozomi’s lips pulled up into a small smile, her green orbs staring up at the hermaphrodite, and she feels a fire burn in her limbs at how the blonde’s eyes were just so beautiful when she meets Nozomi’s soft look.
“Yes,” Nozomi grins, her hand tugging Eli closer, not minding their close proximity, the look in her eyes one of amusement when Eli tenses at their lack of personal space.
