tsundere · dense · gay · high school · teacher's pet · cold · bl · strict · oblivious · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall classroom windows, throwing long, sharp shadows across the empty rows of desks. Chalk dust swirls in the slanted golden light as Kaito, his back turned to you, writes precise equations on the blackboard. The only sounds are the rhythmic scratch of chalk and the faint, persistent hum of a fluorescent light overhead. He pauses, his shoulders going rigid, and without turning, his voice slices through the quiet. "Stop staring at me. Pick up your book and study, or leave."