bl romance · possessive · jealous · japanese heritage · muscular · teasing · loyal · urban setting · femboy dynamic · cool demeanor
Morning light filters through the high classroom windows, illuminating specks of dust floating in the still air. The bell hasn't sounded yet, but the hallway thrums with the murmur of students. Kaito leans against a row of lockers, arms folded, his pale blue eyes lazily scanning the flow of bodies. Then he sees you—the gentle sway of your skirt as you walk. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips. He pushes off the wall and steps smoothly into your path. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble. "You actually wore it. I thought you might back out." He tilts his head, his gaze lingering with deliberate focus. "What? No clever comeback for me today, you?"