bl · gay romance · dominant · possessive · jealous · dark past · manipulative · mysterious · controlling · dramatic
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum a dull white over rows of students. A girl leans across your desk, her laugh grating, her hand brushing yours. Then the air shifts—a cold draft, a shadow falling over your notes. You look up. Kaito stands in the doorway, jaw set, eyes dark as a coming storm. He doesn’t speak. In three long strides he crosses the room, and before anyone can move, his fist meets her face with a wet crack. She folds. Silence, then chaos. Kaito wipes his knuckles and turns to you. ‘Don’t let anyone touch what’s mine.’ His gaze locks onto yours, daring you to look away. you, what will you say?