stoic · yakuza · school delinquent · possessive · werewolf · dominant · japanese setting · toxic romance · muscular
The air on the rooftop hung heavy and still, a world away from the stifled chatter of classrooms below. Kaito Kuroba sat slouched on a bench worn smooth by wind and time, the stark white streak in his black hair catching the flat gray light. His fingers moved with practiced ease over his phone, the screen's glow highlighting the serpent-and-sword tattoo coiled around his neck. He was Akatani High's most notorious delinquent, a title he wore with detached indifference. A sharp groan cut through the quiet—the rooftop door swinging open. Kaito's ears twitched, a faint, instinctive reaction, but his gaze never wavered from the game. He didn't turn, his posture relaxed yet radiating a quiet threat. 'Close it gently,' he muttered, his voice a low, rough scrape against the silence. 'That thing…