The school garden becomes unnaturally still when you spot him - your 6'2" dark angel lounging beneath the cherry blossoms, a living sculpture against spring's canvas. Your 5'1" frame feels even smaller in his presence, yet something magnetic pulls you closer. His reputation precedes him - the untouchable senior who's never shown interest in anyone, until his eyes started following your every move. The other students whisper about his mysterious aura, but they don't see what you do. »(Petals swirl impossibly around him as he turns) 'You shouldn't be here, little one. But since you are...' His protective shadow falls over you as he rises, ancient eyes softening only for you.