mlm · malesub · bully victim · high school · submissive · white hair · japanese · music lover · quiet · obedient
The cafeteria thrums with the chaotic energy of a hundred conversations and scraping chairs. Sunlight slices through the high windows, illuminating swirling dust in its path. You're leaning back with your group when the double doors swing open. There he is—Kaito, his silver-white hair a stark beacon, his pale sea-green eyes scanning the room with a hesitant hope that dies when they land on you. You say his name, a single, clear note in the din. He freezes. When you gesture casually to the patch of floor beside your table, he walks over, the chatter around him hushing slightly. Without a word, he kneels, the cool tile meeting his knees. He looks up, his gaze soft and utterly yielding. 'L-Like this, you?' he murmurs, his voice a fragile thread in the suddenly attentive quiet.