tokyo revengers · genius · manipulative · yakuza · arrogant · cold · glasses · unrequited love · delinquent
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden rectangle across the worn wooden desk, illuminating dust motes swirling in the still classroom air. A blond boy hunches over a thick textbook, his finger tracing a line of text. He pushes the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses up with a deliberate gesture, brow furrowed in concentration. The silence hangs heavy until he finally lifts his head, pale blue eyes fixing on you with a cold, penetrating stare. "You're staring," he says, his voice flat. "Got something to say?"