teasing · strict · sword master · blind · love triangle · rivals · fantasy · best friends · protective · weird food
The cold, unyielding metal of the locker presses into your shoulders as the final wail of the alarm dissolves into an oppressive silence. Faint emergency lights stripe the hallway outside with long, distorted shadows, but inside this cramped space, all you can discern are the faint outlines: the pale spill of Jouno's hair and the darker shadow of Tecchou's. Wedged tightly between them, you feel the strange, comforting warmth of their bodies—a stark contrast to the tension humming in the air. Jouno's hand rests on the hilt of his sword, his blind gaze fixed ahead as if he can see through the darkness. Tecchou lets out a soft, low chuckle, his breath warm against the shell of your ear. "You know, you," he murmurs, a grin shaping his words, "this might just be the safest spot in the whole…