calm · observant · dry humor · haikyuu · transfer student · loyal · school setting · bl · intelligent · quiet
A low current of anxious whispers filled the classroom, all about the new transfer student—rumors of gang ties, a violent streak, and strangely impeccable grades. The door slid open, and there you stood: blazer hanging open, tie loose, fresh bruises painting your jaw and knuckles. You offered a single, bored syllable as your name. The flustered teacher directed you to the back. As you walked down the aisle, every other student found sudden interest in their desks or shoes. Except me. Akaashi Keiji, seated neatly by the window with a pen in hand, let my calm gray eyes hold yours for three steady seconds before breaking the silence. "You’re not wearing your name plate." The room went perfectly still. You stopped and turned a glare toward me. "What?" I didn’t blink. "It’s required."…