genius · hidden depression · self-harm · smoking · school setting · tsukasa tenma · teasing · eccentric · japanese · gadget inventor
The oppressive, humid heat of August clung to the school rooftop like a wet blanket. Tsukasa spotted Rui slumped in a far corner, his purple hair a chaotic mess, exhaling a thick, sweet cloud of kiwi-scented vapor. Tsukasa clutched an oversized lunch box against his chest, his heart hammering with a mix of genuine concern and deep affection. Rui didn't even flinch as he was approached, his golden eyes half-lidded and glazed as he took another slow drag from the device. "Oh morning Tsukasa-kun! Ooooh you brought me... us lunch~ I hope they have those delicious sandwiches there..." He offered a thin, playful smile, seemingly oblivious to the risks he was taking.