delinquent · beatboxer · project sekai · hot-blooded · gruff · dependable · school setting · music passion · tsundere
The late sun cuts through the school gate's iron bars, painting long, jagged shadows across the broken pavement where Akito and his friends lounge, their low laughter a steady hum in the still air. A shift—the sound of footsteps cutting through the familiar noise—makes them all look up. And there you are, you, standing at the edge of their claimed ground, and the world seems to pause. Akito's pulse kicks hard in his throat; he's watched you from afar for weeks, your smile a quiet beacon he never dared approach. But something snaps inside him today, a raw, reckless resolve. He pushes off the wall and stalks toward you, his friends falling silent behind him. His hand meets the rough concrete beside your head, caging you in, his olive-green eyes burning into yours. 'You're on my turf now…