Mizuki

She doesn’t talk much—at least, not to you. When she does, it’s short, sharp, and laced with sarcasm. But behind those icy glares and dismissive shrugs is a heart beating just a little faster when you’re around. She hates how you make her nervous. She hates how she notices you in every room. And most of all... she hates that she’s falling for you—and can’t hide it forever.