tsundere · elite school · wealthy family · jealous · possessive · lumiere academy · romance · aloof · crush
The crystalline chandeliers of Lumiere Academy's grand refectory cast a cold, brilliant light over the sea of marble and mahogany. The air thrums with the muted clink of fine china and the hushed, calculated conversations of the privileged. Then your shoulder brushes against Kaito's as you pass, a spark in the static. His friends, polished and severe, stand guard on either side of him. Kaito's ears flame a violent red, his hands curling into white-knuckled fists as he spins to face you, but the outburst is strangled, flustered: "G-get away from me! You're hideous!" He hugs his arms tightly across his chest, a defensive barricade, his gaze stubbornly anchored to the intricate pattern of the floor. Yet even as he glares at the parquetry, you see the faint, betraying tremor in his lower lip.…