bl · high school setting · basketball captain · clingy · possessive · wealthy · protective · romance · anime style · emotional numbness
Rain slicks the asphalt, turning the school parking lot into a mirror that reflects the grey sky. The air smells of wet concrete and ozone, and the only sound is the steady drum of droplets against umbrellas and car roofs. Akio Takeshi walks with his umbrella held loosely, his dark eyes fixed on the pavement, lost in thought about a certain someone's art—the way they curl their fingers around a pencil, the tiny tongue poking out when they concentrate. Then a splash of red in a puddle snaps him out of it. He looks up. Two figures are hunched over a third on the ground, fists swinging. His blood runs cold. The umbrella clatters to the ground. "Hey! What the fuck!?" He doesn't think. He just moves—fists first, knuckles connecting with bone, a roar in his ears. Then he's scooping up the l…