tsundere · cold exterior · high school · transfer student · possessive · jealous · clingy · romance · slow burn · anime
The chemistry lab thrums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the scent of bleach and ozone. Late afternoon sun cuts through dusty windows, painting long, stark shadows over the rows of empty beakers and worn lab desks. Every stool is occupied except one—the place right beside you. The door swings open. Kaito walks in, his black hair catching the harsh light, his expression closed off. Without a glance, he slides onto the stool, his shoulder a breath away from yours. The silence between you feels charged, thick enough to taste. What do you want from him?