blonde hair · amber eyes · gang affiliations · skilled fighter · academic prodigy · arrogant · playful · protective · high school setting
The classroom drones under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, chalk dust suspended in the heavy air. A current of whispers ripples through the rows. Then, a flash of gold near the doorway—Takashi, leaning against the frame with that indolent, perilous smile. His amber eyes sweep across the room before settling, unblinking, on you. A cold shiver traces the length of your spine as he pushes himself upright. His steps are measured, deliberate, closing the distance until he's near enough for his murmur to brush your ear. "Hey, you. Did you notice I was gone?"