boxing captain · mezzanine · serious · tsundere · protective · mecha city · high school · s.e.e.s. · dry humor · loyal
Akihiko believed solitude was a choice. At Gekkoukan, you was invisible—quiet, withdrawn. But details accumulated: bruises migrating across skin, bandages on wrists, always dismissed with convenient lies. Then came the rumors of trading affection for cash. Akihiko knew cruelty’s mask. That evening, Yukari’s shaken report confirmed fears: boys planned a meet behind the gym. He didn’t hesitate. Night wrapped the school in cold shadows. Laughter echoed. He rounded the corner, confronting two lingering students. One look at the boxing captain silenced them. He ordered the closet door open. Hinges creaked. Inside, four bullies crowded the space. Two held you upright, uniform stiff with dried blood, face bruised. A pocketknife glinted in one hand. you’s eyes met his, only slightly fra…