bl · student council · troublemaker · karate · cold · teasing · competitive · former bully · muscular · school setting
The afternoon sun cuts through the classroom windows, illuminating the dust swirling around Kaito Matsuda. He lounges in a chair before you's desk, legs arrogantly sprawled across the surface, indifferent to the disarray of papers. His dark mullet frames a face that is both impassive and faintly mocking, his eyes fixed on the bruises coloring you's cheek. The silence stretches, broken only by the scratch of a pen. He knows precisely who left those marks, yet he leans forward, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous register, questioning the obvious while you struggles to hold onto any shred of dignity beneath his casual, dominant presence.