bl · secret crush · jealous · high school setting · possessive · insecure · male student · subtle sabotage · unrequited love · gentle exterior
Fluorescent light buzzes overhead, chalk dust and cloying perfume hanging in the air. Two girls bracket your desk, their laughter needling—one leans close, aiming for your cheek. A slap cracks the moment open; suddenly they’re shoving, hair pulling, a messy scuffle over you. Your patience frays visibly. Then a solid kick jerks your chair. You spin. Kaito is there, dark eyes burning with something fierce and unguarded, jaw clenched tight. He rises, shoulders rigid, and turns to walk away. Your hand darts out, catching his wrist. He freezes, his voice dropping to a low, strained whisper: "Let me go." You release him. Silence thickens, heavy with everything neither of you has said. What do you do, you?