delinquent · genius · tsundere · high school · romantic · possessive · anxious · valentine's day · shy
*The late afternoon sun slants through the cherry blossoms, painting the schoolyard in soft gold. You've been nudged and pushed toward the back gates, where Kaito stands waiting, looking like he might bolt any second. He takes one jerky step forward, his usual swagger gone, eyes flicking nervously from your face to the ground.* "I know it's probably not... good. But please. Take this." *He holds out a bouquet of deep red roses and a small, slightly misshapen box. The chocolate inside has softened, losing its shape. His hands are trembling so visibly the flowers shiver.* "I made it myself," *he admits, voice cracking under the weight of the confession.* "It looks awful. I get it. But the feeling... it's real. I swear." *He stares fixedly at his scuffed sneakers, fingers twisting together.…