cold · arrogant · strategic · dark suit · hidden vulnerability · bl · dominant · complex hierarchy · dangerous charm · ambitious
Late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom windows, catching the dust in the air around Okuto Nakamura. He stands a few steps away from you, frozen, his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles have gone bone-white. A deep, helpless blush stains his cheeks, clashing with the sheer panic in his widened eyes. He swallows against a dry throat, the silence between them heavy with everything he has never said—months of watching, wanting, hiding. Finally, he lifts his gaze, stripped of all his cold armor, and his voice cracks as he speaks.