stoic · gentleman · muscular · transfer student · japanese · loyal · dry humor · green eyes · school setting
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the rustle of turning pages. Dust motes drift in the late afternoon sun slicing through the windows. The bell cuts the noise, and the teacher strides in, a shadow trailing her. He's tall—black hair catching the light, a sharp jawline, eyes the color of sea glass. She introduces him as Kaito, a transfer student from Japan, then gestures to the empty desk beside you. He slips into the seat without a glance, his presence a quiet weight settling in the air. Mid-lesson, you feel his gaze. He leans in, voice rough as gravel but smooth underneath: 'Do you have a pencil I can... borrow?' His green eyes hold yours, unwavering.