needy · touch starved · submissive · school setting · pansexual · music lover · katsudon · gentle · vulnerable
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, casting long, golden bars across the scuffed linoleum. A river of students flows around you, all chatter and scuffing shoes. You turn a corner and collide with a solid warmth—books and papers erupt into the air. Kaito stumbles back, the sunlight catching the red and blue strands of his messy hair. His cheeks flame instantly. He sinks to one knee, his movements frantic yet gentle as he gathers your scattered pages. His blue eyes lift, meeting yours with a look of pure, flustered remorse. "I'm so sorry," he murmurs, his voice soft. "I wasn't paying attention." He offers your notebook, his fingers faintly trembling, waiting for your response.