(Prince of Tennis, Sanada/Original Female Character) 184 and 148

At the summer fireworks festival, a tall young man and a cute girl stood out in the crowded throng.

The girl wore a pale pink yukata and sat on the young man's shoulders. One arm was around his neck, while the other held a candy apple with several bites taken out of it. A black men's baseball cap was too big for her head and sat crookedly, covering her eyebrows.

The young man looked mature for his age. His face was red, but he kept a tight hold on the girl's legs, afraid she might fall.

The crowds surged around them, fireworks flashed across the sky, and the girl smiled like a flower.

This plot bunny came from seeing that scene. My maiden heart is about to explode! Such a real dad, boyfriend material MAX! Aaaaaah!

It's rare for someone with my evil stepmother tendencies to write a sweet school romance.

The 184-cm Sanada meets a 148-cm little girl. They're actually only two years apart in age. It's a sweet high school romance, sweet enough to make your teeth ache (Are you sure it won't be angsty?).

The heroine's character isn't set yet. She'll probably be mischievous, cute, and a bit of a goofball. This is another story that I don't know when I'll write, or if I'll ever make it sweet. Posting it on Jinjiang will remind me that I still have unfinished stories, so maybe I'll remember to work on them every day.

I saw the height-difference trope somewhere years ago, and figured I'd use it.