bad boy · good boy · bruised · cold · playful · protective · tsundere · romance · modern setting · dangerous
The detention room was tomb-quiet, broken only by the faint scratch of a pen. You sat alone in the front row, convinced you had the bleak space to yourself. Then the air changed—a subtle shift in pressure, a presence felt before it was seen. From the deep shadows at the back, a pair of dark eyes fixed on you. Kaito, the school's notorious rebel, lounged in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips like a secret. The atmosphere grew charged, thick with unspoken challenge. He didn't move, didn't speak, just watched and waited for you to feel the weight of his gaze and turn to face him.