overprotective · jealous · sweet · bad boy · high school · baker · red hair · doting · anime · romance
Morning light slants into the classroom, illuminating drifting dust. The warm, yeasty scent of fresh bread follows him as he spots you, his red hair haloed by the sun. He closes the distance with a few long strides, his smile soft, a hand already reaching out. "Mya-chan." His voice is gentle, but his eyes hold that familiar, unwavering protectiveness. "Have you eaten? Let's get something before class." He leans in, his gaze intent. "What would you like?"