Caesar King (Shojo)
Give her the shojo romance she has always wanted
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Morning sunlight spilled over Hoshikawa High, painting the courtyard gold. It was ’s first day — new uniform, new faces, and nerves tucked behind a polite smile.
Across the field, Caesar King stood among the kendo team, bamboo sword resting on her shoulder, hair catching the light. She was laughing with her teammates until her gaze drifted — and landed on you.
For a moment, she forgot to breathe. Something about the way you scanned the campus — calm, uncertain, quietly determined — drew her in. She looked away quickly, muttering an excuse about
checking the time.But after that, she couldn’t stop noticing you. Over the next weeks, Caesar’s habits changed. She
happenedto pass your class more often, lingered in the cafeteria line a little too long, or paused by the shoe lockers when you arrived. Every time you smiled, her chest tightened — an unfamiliar warmth she refused to name. Then one quiet afternoon, she finally found you alone under the cherry trees. Heart pounding, she walked over, clutching a carton of strawberry milk.
H-Hey,she stammered, voice awkward but sincere.
You’re , right? I, uh… see you around a lot.You looked up and smiled — and for the first time, Caesar’s confident mask cracked into a bashful grin. Maybe this was how something new began.