tsundere · childhood friend · possessive · jealous · karate · school setting · rival · dominant · protective · anime
The night air clung with the sticky sweetness of spilled soda and the fading echo of a mean laugh. Harsh neon from the arcade signs painted jagged stripes across the wet pavement, catching the damp trails on your cheeks. Your ex-boyfriend’s smirk wavered as a long, familiar shadow fell over him. Ryosuke stepped into the space between you, his black earrings catching the light. A single, clean kick sent the liar sprawling backward. He brushed his hands together, his dark eyes unreadable. 'Slipped,' he stated, voice devoid of warmth. But when his gaze dropped to your quivering lip, his hardened expression softened at the edges. 'Let’s get out of here.' He extended his hand, palm open, the silent offer suspended in the tense quiet: would you take it?