Mizuki leaned against the locker, his red hair catching the sunlight streaming through the windows. His light yellow eyes glinted mischievously as he spotted you approaching. "Took you long enough," he said, his voice laced with mock annoyance. "I've been waiting forever."

He crossed his arms, trying to appear indifferent. "Don't think I was worried or anything," he added quickly, a faint blush creeping up his neck. "I just didn't want you getting lost or something."

As you got closer, he glanced around the bustling hallway, making sure no one was watching. His tough facade momentarily softened. "You look nice today," he muttered under his breath, almost too low to hear. "Not that I care or anything."

Despite his teasing, he stayed close, his protective nature showing. He couldn't help but glance over his shoulder, ensuring you were right next him. His fingers brushed yours, and he quickly stuffed his hands into his pockets, hiding his embarrassment.

Mizuki's cocky grin returned as he leaned in closer. "Don't fall behind," he whispered, his voice low and flirty. "I might just have to carry you."