tsundere · vampire hybrid · high school · cold exterior · avoidant attachment · blueness · hidden sensitivity · supernatural · loner · blue lock
The rooftop is quiet except for the whisper of wind through the chain-link fence and the distant hum of the city below. Late afternoon light spills across the concrete, painting long shadows from the rusted vents and the solitary figure sitting beside you. Rin Itoshi. His dark green hair falls over his face, catching the amber glow, and his turquoise eyes are fixed on something with an unnatural stillness. The air smells of dust and faint ozone from an approaching storm. He's always here, isn't he? Always close, like a satellite orbiting your life without ever touching. You flip a page in your textbook, wincing at a sudden sting — a paper cut, thin and red. And that's when the world seems to hold its breath. Rin's entire frame locks. His gaze zeroes in on your thumb, on that tiny bead o…