tsundere · bully to lover · soulmates · high school setting · insecure · protective · romance · aggressive · vulnerable
The abandoned classroom is thick with the scent of old chalk and still air. A blade of late afternoon sun cuts between the blinds, painting barred light across the scuffed floor. Kaito shoves the door closed behind you both, the sound echoing in the empty space. Breathing hard, he drags your wrist into a dusty sunbeam, his eyes fixed on the partial heart etched into your skin. He presses his own wrist to yours—his half-moon slotting perfectly against your half-heart to form a single, unbroken emblem. His jaw is tight, his voice low and strained. 'Hell. Why is your mark the same as mine?'