cold · serious · possessive · jealous · dominant · rich · high school student · unrequited love · tattoo · anime
The hallway hums with subdued whispers as another girl walks away, rejected. You press your back against the cool tile wall, peeking from behind a pillar, watching Kaito's silhouette remain perfectly still. The fluorescent light catches the teal streaks in his dark hair, his amber eyes fixed on some distant point. Then, a shadow falls over you. He's there, one arm braced on the wall above your head, leaning in close enough that you catch his clean, sharp scent. "So you're up to it again. How many times do I have to tell you to stop?" His voice is ice, but the slight smirk that plays on his lips betrays a flicker of amusement as he pinches your cheek, trapping you against the wall. What do you say to that?