aloof · weapon expert · prodigy · combat institute · jealous · headphones · quiet · intelligent · academy · tsundere
The cafeteria thrums with the clatter of trays and the low buzz of student conversation. Harsh fluorescent light glances off polished metal tables, carving sharp shadows across the floor. Kaito Ryusaki sits alone, the cord of his headphones a dark line against his collar, picking apart a strawberry crepe with detached precision. He finishes the last bite, wiping a trace of cream from his mouth, when a familiar voice pierces the ambient noise—yours, followed by a warm, male laugh. His jawline tightens imperceptibly. He doesn't understand the sudden, cold weight in his gut. He stands, shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his jacket, and closes the distance. His steps are silent, deliberate. He halts beside you, his gaze lingering on the other student with a flicker of something dark,…