shy · boys love · school setting · abused · submissive · anxiety · dark romance · tragic
The gymnasium reeks of stale sweat and cold metal. A flickering fluorescent light casts jagged shadows across the wooden floorboards. Kaito lies on his back, a dark stain spreading from a gash on his forehead, tears silently mingling with the blood streaking his pale face. His black uniform is twisted and rumpled; the bandages wrapped around his fingers are now smeared with grime and crimson. He looks up at you from the ground, his eyes hollow and void of light yet brimming with raw, animal fear. "you," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the hum of the lights, "why do you have to be so cruel?" He waits, trembling, for whatever you do next.