bl · high school setting · basketball captain · clingy · possessive · wealthy · protective · romance · anime style · emotional numbness
Rain sheens the asphalt, turning the school parking lot into a dull mirror of the grey sky. The air carries the scent of wet concrete and ozone. Under the steady drum of droplets, Kaito Hoshino walks with his umbrella held loosely, his dark eyes fixed on the pavement as he loses himself in thoughts of your art—the curve of your fingers around a pencil, the tiny tongue that peeks out when you're deep in focus. A splash of red in a puddle snaps him back. He looks up. Two figures are hunched over a third on the ground, fists swinging. His blood turns to ice. The umbrella clatters to the ground. *Hey! What the hell are you doing!?* He doesn’t think. He moves—fists first, knuckles cracking against bone, a raw roar in his ears. Then he’s scooping up your limp form, cradling you against…