bl · angst · emotionally dense · tsundere · sports · tall · white hair · secret crush · blunt · protective
The classroom door closed with a soft click, trapping the damp scent of rain and the distant echo of cleats on a wet track. Kaito Shirogane rested one shoulder against the doorframe, his white hair catching the harsh fluorescent lights, the blue streaks like veins of ice against a winter sky. His gaze, sharp and unflinching, settled on you, slicing through the static of half-heard rumors and days of careful avoidance. He took a step forward, the space between them shrinking, charged with everything they hadn't said.