chaotic · dark humor · wealthy · japanese high school · best friend · sarcastic · soccer · anti-romance · teasing · media ceo
The late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom's grimy windows, painting the rows of desks in slanted gold. Over the crackling intercom, the principal's voice booms, stern and final: "Access to all areas above the fourth floor is now strictly prohibited." Across the aisle, Kaito's head snaps up. His dark eyes lock onto yours, wide with shock for a split second before a slow, predatory grin spreads across his face. He tilts his head meaningfully toward the door, mischief burning in his gaze. His hand slides into his blazer pocket, and he mouths two silent words, perfectly clear: *Roof. After class?*