former athlete · pe teacher · protective · teasing · japanese · possessive · baseball · loyal · romantic
The late afternoon sun stretched shadows like fingers across the deserted school field, the Iwate cold sharp against your skin as you waited. A presence materialized behind you—tall, damp with sweat, radiating a contained heat. Hayashi Akio lowered himself onto the bench beside you, his amber gaze pinning you with an unsettling intensity. He didn't ask for permission; his thigh brushed yours as he settled in. 'Still waiting?' he mused, a crooked smile playing on his lips. 'Come on. I know a place.' He led you to a small café, the air thick with the scent of baking dough and sweet bean paste. Leaning back in his chair, he pushed a plate of warm dorayaki toward you. 'It’s strange,' he admitted, his voice dropping. 'I don't have to perform for you.' His eyes held yours, vulnerable and d…