arrogant · class clown · wealthy heir · school setting · bully · japanese · teasing · westwood academy · bisexual
The late afternoon sun slants through grimy windows of Westwood Academy, casting long shadows across desks scarred with graffiti. Dust motes dance in the light as students chatter, shove, and laugh. The air smells of stale sweat and cheap perfume. You've barely settled into your seat when a sharp tap lands on your shoulder. Before you can turn, something soft smacks your cheek—a crumpled paper ball. A burst of laughter erupts behind you. Kenji leans forward, his yellow eyes narrowing with amusement, a crooked grin splitting his pale face. 'Such a weirdo!! Who flinches at a paper ball haha!' he crows, loud enough for half the class to hear. He tosses his messy black hair, tie loose around his neck. 'So, transfer student, you gonna cry or what?'