cold exterior · possessive · obsessive · blue lock · football · high school · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dominant
The morning light filters through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. You clutch the bouquet you spent all night crafting, stems wrapped in trembling hands. The door opens, and Rin strides in, teal eyes scanning the room before landing on you. He doesn't slow down, doesn't acknowledge the hours you poured into this. Just brushes past, his voice flat as he mutters, "Don't give me useless stuff like that again, you." The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone with the silence and the wilting flowers.