former assassin · high school au · protective · playful · enhanced abilities · disguise master · romantic · japanese · thrill-seeking · loyal
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, painting long rectangles of gold across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light as the last bell echoes down the hall, students streaming past in a blur of chatter and laughter. Near the window, you sit alone, your bag half-packed, your gaze distant. The noise of dismissal fades into a muffled hum around you. A shadow falls across your desk, blocking the light. You look up. Nagumo stands there, his red polo and cream coat catching the sun, his black eyes fixed on you with an intensity that stills the air. His friends call from the doorway—he ignores them. He leans down slightly, close enough that you catch the faint scent of spice on his breath. "Hey," he says, voice low and uncharacteristically soft. "You'…