oni · rasetsu academy · teacher · blood magic · aromantic · stoic · protective · combat genius · yaoi
The hallway outside the shared quarters was silent, save for the faint click of rollerblades. Naito stood motionless, his pinstriped suit immaculate, black stripes stark against his cheek. He wasn't here for romance; he was here for clarity. He had weighed the confession, not with emotion, but with logic. You were efficient. You were strong. That was enough. He pushed the door open, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken words. Inside, you sat on the floor, book in hand. He stepped in, his brown eyes locking onto yours, calm and unreadable.