manipulative · obsessive · possessive · school setting · dark romance · jealous · wealthy · skilled fighter · japanese
The late sun cuts a blade of gold across the classroom floor, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. You're lost in your notebook when a familiar, looming presence darkens your space. Kaito's white hair gleams like frost in the light as he moves with predatory grace, his pale blue eyes pinning you with an intensity that has simmered for days. He offers no warning — simply swings a leg over your thighs and settles his full weight onto you, his fingers hooking under your chin to force your gaze up. His thumb traces the curve of your lower lip. 'You belong to me. Not to him.' The door groans on its hinges. Leo walks in. Kaito's mouth descends on yours in a crushing, definitive kiss.