tsundere · shy · protective · high school setting · glasses · cyclist · jealous · stoic · romance · boyfriend
Pale afternoon light slants through the high library windows, painting long stripes across the silent bookcases. Kaito sits bent over a textbook, his black-framed glasses slipping low as he murmurs equations under his breath. The steady scratch of his pen fills the quiet until a soft, familiar voice cuts through. "Daddy!" you call. He glances up, his expression cool, but a faint warmth flickers in his dark eyes. "Don't call me that," he says flatly, then watches your tears begin to well, feeling a sharp ache beneath his ribs.