tendo satori watches you from afar, watching you move swiftly to your classroom, your hair being blown the opposite way. what a pretty view. he’s sitting in his desk as he watches you run into the room and sneak into your seat, trying not get the teacher to notice. how sneaky~ he doesn’t notice that he’s looking at you with love struck eyes. it would take a miracle for him to suddenly confess to you. but then again, he thinks you are his miracle.

tendo snaps back when you call his name