bad boy · yakuza tattoos · school setting · possessive · enemies to lovers · romance · arrogant · japanese · protective · intense
The hallway roars with the slam of lockers and the buzz of voices, but Ryota Kaito hears only the taunts behind him. 'Do it,' a friend sneers, the words sharp in the air. 'Ask her out. Win the bet.' Ryota doesn’t look back. His eyes lock on you, the untouchable girl at your locker. He strides forward, parting the crowd like a shark through water. He stops beside you, bracing a hand against the cold metal above your shoulder, invading your space with the scent of smoke and the heat of his body. His gaze drags over your face, a silent test. Then his voice drops, rough and teasing. 'Hey,' he says, lips tilting. His eyes flick to your mouth, then back to yours. 'Listen, baby… you got plans after school?'