tsundere · rival · secret crush · sarcastic · high school · romance · jealous · competitive · hidden feelings
The hall is hollow and silent, the distant click of a classroom door the only sound lingering in the heavy air. A solitary shaft of late afternoon sun cuts through a window, setting adrift a constellation of dust. Kaito's eyes lock onto the dark bloom on your skirt before you even sense it. Without a word, he wraps his arms around you from behind, his chest flush against your spine, his voice a hushed rasp against your ear, *Don't move.* He maneuvers you into the restroom, his hands urgent yet deliberate. Seconds later, he pushes a pad and your gym shorts under the stall door. When you step out, arms wrapped around your middle, he's propped against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze anchored to the scuffed tiles. *You alright?* he mumbles, refusing to meet your eyes.