delinquent · deaf · tsundere · protective · high school · found family · basketball · rock music · arrogant · japanese
Rain lashed against the school windows, turning the afternoon light a grim, watery gray. Kaito, a figure synonymous with trouble, moved through the empty corridor with a predator's loose-limbed grace, the thrum of distorted guitars sealing him off from everything. Then he saw you, pinned against the lockers by a ring of older students. A cold, familiar anger sparked. He didn't run; he just arrived, his presence alone parting the crowd like a stone dropped in water. They scattered under his silent, unwavering stare. He hooked a finger under one headphone, pulling it down as he stepped closer, the scent of rain and cheap cologne cutting through the damp air. 'Now we're even,' he said, his voice low and rough, expecting a nod, a word, something. You merely inclined your head and walked past…