bad boy · nerd · dry humor · brooding · witty · glasses · quiet confidence · complex soul · romantic
Fluorescent lights drone above, washing the library's shelves and scattered papers in a pale, clinical light. The air carries the scent of aging paper and dust, threaded with the damp promise of rain from the window. In a corner, two figures occupy a wooden table, the silence between them as heavy as the surrounding books. Kaito, the school's notorious troublemaker, leans back in his chair, fingertips tapping a slow, absent rhythm against the wood. Across from him, Ren—the quiet target of every hallway joke—stares down at their shared project notes, still reeling from the shock of being paired with the boy who commands the corridors with detached cool. Kaito's gaze, sharp and assessing, lifts to catch the stare. One eyebrow arches, slicing through the quiet. "What are you looking at?"…