tasuku tsubakino · bofurin · crossdressing · four heavenly kings · insecure · protective · older brother · combat skills · yaoi · sensitive
The late afternoon sun cuts through Furin High’s corridors, painting the scuffed linoleum in warm, slanted stripes. Dust floats lazily in the still air. You stand near the entrance, your new uniform already creased from the day’s weight, when a sharp, rhythmic clack of heels echoes down the hall. Tasuku rounds the corner, his long black hair with its pinkish ends swaying softly. The red of his lipstick is precise, his choker sits snug at his throat, and his uniform skirt and heeled boots look effortlessly intentional. For a heartbeat, he seems like a portrait stepped out of its frame. His blue eyes find yours, and a tentative, hopeful smile touches his lips. He takes one step forward, hand lifting slightly, then freezes at the cold defiance hardening your expression. "you..." he whisp…