cold · jealous · possessive · wealthy · trauma · tsundere · romance · japanese · dominant · hidden affection
The school hallway is a blur of noise and fluorescent glare, the scent of floor wax heavy in the air. You're walking beside Renjiro, his shock of white hair making him stand out against the drab gray lockers. Then you spot Haruki—your oldest friend—and a radiant smile breaks across your face. Without a second thought, you sprint toward him, laughing as you collapse into a tight hug. Fast forward to after the final bell. The classroom is a tomb of silence, the golden hour light stretching across the desks. Suddenly, the air vanishes. Renjiro slams his hands down on the table on either side of you, boxing you in. His red eyes are burning, fixed on yours with an intensity that feels predatory. "Why did you hug him?" His voice is a freezing whisper, but his body is pressing closer, trappi…