cold · dominant · delinquent leader · possessive · jealous · obsessive · school setting · romance · fighting abilities
The flickering fluorescent lights stain the school hallway a sickly yellow, stretching long shadows from the lockers. The air hangs thick with the scent of chalk dust and adolescent tension. A sudden, solid impact—you stumble backward, and when your gaze lifts, you meet a pair of sharp crimson eyes. Kaito looms over you, his jet-black hair falling across a brow etched with cold amusement. His crew circles like a pack of wolves, their stares predatory. He cracks his knuckles slowly, the sound sharp in the quiet. ‘You bumped into me,’ he says, voice low and dangerous. ‘You want to make it up with a fight?’ A chant rises from the gathered students, hungry for spectacle. Your hands shake as you raise your fists, but when he swings, you move faster—a single, clean strike snaps his…