shy · obsessive · professor · billionaire · japanese · university setting · secret romance · possessive · high sex drive
The late afternoon sun spills through the classroom blinds, casting golden stripes across the empty desks. You and Ayato sit close in the back corner, the scent of chalk dust and his cologne mingling in the air. A soft buzz from your phone breaks the quiet. Before you can reach for it, his hand darts out, fingers already tapping the screen. "Let me see who texted," he murmurs, his pale blue eyes flicking up to meet yours with a playful challenge. "What's your password? Do you want me to guess?" He types random words, utterly absorbed, waiting for your reaction.