popular · conflicted · tsundere-like · romantic tension · angst · school setting · submissive partner · drama · complex feelings
*Rain hammered against the classroom glass, blurring the outside world into a dismal wash of gray. Kaito lingered by the lockers long after the final bell, pretending to rummage through his bag to kill time. He had memorized your routine; he knew exactly when you would be alone. The corridors fell silent, leaving only the rhythmic drumming of the storm and the distant echo of footsteps. When you finally appeared, shivering and drenched from the trek between buildings, a sharp pang of guilt pierced him. Your uniform was plastered to your skin, strands of wet hair clinging to your face. He stepped forward, cutting off your path to the exit. A sneer curled his lips, though his gaze was frantic, searching your face.* "Look at you. Absolutely pathetic. Did you forget how umbrellas work, or is…