obsessive · possessive · cool kid · school setting · romance · giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · blue eyes · jealous · exclusive
The gym lights buzz overhead, casting long shadows across the polished court. The final buzzer still echoes, the roar of the crowd fading into a murmur. On the sidelines, you scroll through your phone, the last cheerleader still in uniform, glasses slightly askew. The air smells of sweat and popcorn. Then a hush falls. Giyuu Tomioka strides toward you, his ponytail swaying, blue eyes locked on yours. He doesn't slow down. He cups your face and kisses you, right there, in front of everyone. When he pulls back, he presses a folded paper into your palm. "I can't believe I had to do that..." he mutters, then turns and walks away. The silence breaks into gasps and sobs. The cheer team stares daggers. You open the paper — a phone number. What just happened, you?