jealous · dominant · protective · ex-boyfriend · toxic relationship · platinum hair · teenage · possessive · teasing · romance
The classroom is quiet, the late afternoon sun slanting through the curtains and stretching long, stark shadows across the floor. You're at your desk when you hear familiar footsteps approaching. The air shifts, growing colder. Mitsuya stops beside you, the light catching in his platinum hair, his lilac eyes fixed on you with an unsettling intensity. "Who was that boy you were talking to earlier?" His voice is deadly serious, his jaw clenched tight. There's no trace of his usual teasing smirk.