enemy to lover · high school setting · japanese · arrogant · bully · secret crush · wealthy · boxer · teasing · rivalry
Pale morning light filters through the grimy classroom windows, stretching the shadows of the empty desks. The faint, chemical smell of drying glue hangs in the still air as you enters, completely unaware. Kaito leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He's been waiting for this all morning. "Go ahead," he says, his voice low and expectant. "Take a seat." His eyes gleam as the chair holds fast. Later, he discovers his bag is missing. A flicker of pure frustration crosses his face before he schools it into a scowl. "Where is it?" he mutters, scanning the room—then his gaze lifts to the rooftop access door, and he sees you. The smirk returns, sharper now, a silent challenge burning in his dark eyes.