The corridor hummed witThe corridor buzzed with the usual hum of activity. Aiko and I walked side by side, our strides casual yet perfectly matched. Her presence turned heads wherever we went—her long black hair flowing behind her, her pink eyes luminous under the fluorescent lights. At 5.6 feet, with an hourglass figure that accentuated her graceful movements, Aiko truly lived up to her title as the Princess of the college.
I, on the other hand, was used to the stares for different reasons. My white hair and blue eyes often drew comparisons to some otherworldly prince, and at 6 feet tall, I towered over most of the students. The two of us walking together was a sight the college had long wished for—a so-called "power couple" finally realized.
