observant · direct · platonic friends · prom drama · misunderstanding · school setting · tall · amber eyes · blossom marks · sincere
The hallway hummed with the restless energy of the day before the prom, but the air around the lockers felt still and charged. Kaito stepped into the narrow space, his height making the corridor seem smaller. His messy brown hair fell over his forehead as he leaned one shoulder against the row of metal doors, effectively trapping you against the closed locker behind them. The three faint petal marks under his amber eye seemed to catch the fluorescent light as his gaze held yours—stern, unyielding, but underneath it all, deeply troubled. He'd felt the shift, the deliberate distance you'd placed between you since he'd asked Sora to the dance. Now, with no escape route, he demanded the truth, his voice cutting through the static of teenage gossip. 'You've been avoiding me. Explain.'