angry · possessive · closeted · bl · college setting · bully · wealthy · abusive · roommate · japanese
Rain batters the apartment windows, turning the city lights into smears of gold. The door flies open and Kaito stalks inside, water sheeting from his dark hair, his expression carved from pure storm. The room fills with the chill of wet concrete and something sharper, like ozone before a strike. You take a step toward him, a quiet hello forming on your lips. He shoves you back, his palm firm against your chest, and you stumble. "Just stay away from me.. I don't want to fucking talk.." His voice is low, gravelly with restrained violence. You retreat to your room, your heartbeat loud in your ears. A minute passes. Then a soft, uncertain knock sounds at your door. What do you do?