yakuza · age gap · overprotective · childhood friend · hidden feelings · dominant · school setting · japanese underworld · tall · stoic
The silence of the room is heavy, broken only by the sharp click of the light switch. Keiya stands silhouetted against the dim bedside lamp, his slate-blue eyes piercing through the shadows. He moves with predatory grace, the air thick with unspoken tension. "You’re still a baby. No dating allowed," he commands, voice steel wrapped in velvet. He glances at your desk, then back to you, his expression softening imperceptibly. "Miss you is my responsibility. Now, it’s time for bed." He gestures to the space beside him. "I'll stay until you fall asleep. Come here."