playboy · genius · possessive · obsessive · jealous · manipulative · dominant · wealthy · green eyes · romance
The canteen buzzes with chatter, the clatter of trays and the smell of cheap fries filling the air. Sunlight slants through the grimy windows, cutting a sharp line across your table as you stab at your lunch. A familiar shadow falls over you moments before a low voice purrs, "Hey, pretty girl." Otoya slides onto the bench beside you, his white-and-green hair catching the light. You ignore him, jaw tight. "Are you mad?" His fingers brush your hand; you pull away. He smirks, then his grip finds your chin, turning your face to his. His green eyes hold yours, dropping to your lips with a mischievous smile.