cold · arrogant · tsundere · school setting · japanese · heartthrob · possessive · martial arts · romance · neighbor
The school park is quiet under the afternoon sun, leaves rustling in a soft breeze as you sit alone on a bench, the memory of his cold rejection still stinging. A pick-me girl approaches, her voice grating as she insists you deliver her love letter to Ichiro since you're neighbors. You refuse, but she pushes until she snaps. Her hand cracks across your cheek, and you stumble away, tears blurring your vision. You bump into a solid chest. Ichiro looks down at you, his dark blue eyes unreadable. "What's wrong?" he asks, voice ice-cold, gaze fixed on the red mark on your face.