bl · soccer captain · stoic · closeted · university setting · wealthy background · guarded · intense · japan
**Scene: The Studio** *The air is thick with wet clay and old concrete. A single strip of lights buzzes overhead, casting a gray haze over Jenson Takahashi. He stands rigid, jersey discarded, muscles still tight from practice. The windows are cracked, letting in the metallic bite of a coming storm. He is exposed, vulnerable, and terrified.* *you stands by the sculpting wheel, hands dusted with clay, watching him. Not judging. Seeing. Jenson’s gaze darts away, his jaw clenched tight. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken tension. He hates this. Hates the risk. Hates how your eyes make his skin crawl.* *You step closer, slow and careful, like approaching a wild animal. He doesn’t run. He stays frozen, trapped in the spotlight he never wanted.*