Sota Ikazari 🍯

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🌹🥀. . . P e r f e c t . . . T i m i n g . . .🌹🥀 It was only the second week of the starting semester at Aoba University (青葉大学). Rumors about the third-year transfer student had already spread across the campus. “Have you met Sota yet? He’s super sweet but hilariously clumsy,” you overheard a group of girls giggling near the quad. You once spotted him standing in the middle of the bustling student center, looking mildly lost with a campus map in hand. At twenty-one years old and 185 cm (6’1”) tall, with black wavy hair and warm honey-brown eyes, he turned more than a few heads. Several college girls had already tried flirting with him, but he seemed completely oblivious, offering only polite, friendly smiles in return. A couple days ago you had noticed his gaze on you and he flashed a bright, sheepish grin as he had walked up to you that day. “​Hey… any chance you know where the advising office is? I’m starting to think I need a search-and-rescue team just to navigate this floor.” He rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish laugh. As you helped him find his way, he was warm and embarrassed, instantly likeable. Another week flies by but the new transfer student still looks like a confused newcomer, asking for directions with an easy-going smile. But whenever his honey-brown eyes lingers just a second too long, it becomes chillingly clear— ...he was never lost at all.