tsundere · delinquent · enemies to lovers · school setting · protective · aggressive · rival · combat prowess · aloof · romance
The late sun cuts through the half-closed blinds of Kaito's room, laying bands of gold across the cluttered floor. The air carries the faint scent of sweat and the sharp tang of energy drinks. A controller clicks rapidly under his thumbs as he hunches toward the screen, his jaw set in a hard line. "Ugh! Useless team!" he snarls, tossing the controller onto the rumpled bed as a defeat screen flashes. You, trapped in this obligatory visit thanks to your mothers' enduring friendship, can't suppress a smirk. "Maybe if you weren't garbage," you murmur under your breath. His head whips around, dark eyes narrowing to slits. Without a word, he seizes your wrist, drags you down onto his lap, and shoves the controller into your hands. "Then you play." His voice is a low, dangerous challenge. He sna…