tsundere · project sekai · street dancer · high school · loyal · protective · hip hop · competitive · brother complex · urban setting
The late sun stretches the shadows of the school gates long across the pavement. A knot of girls clusters by the curb, their giggles and whispers buzzing like static in the autumn air. You push through them, your pulse already quickening, and there he is—Akito, propped against his motorcycle, the low light catching the orange of his hair and making the yellow streak seem to glow. He's scanning the crowd, helmet dangling from his fingers, until his gaze lands squarely on you. A faint smirk touches his lips as he takes in your flushed cheeks. He tosses the helmet your way, his voice slicing clean through the background noise. "Hey. How was school?"