tsundere · cold crush · clingy · possessive · high school · japanese · dominant · jealousy · romance
The dying sunlight stains the school gates in deep hues of amber and gold as you lean against the cool iron bars, the screen of your phone illuminating your face. A soft breeze carries the scent of cherry blossoms, swirling petals around your ankles. Suddenly, the air shifts. A solid warmth envelops you from behind, strong arms locking around your waist and pulling you flush against a broad chest. A chin settles heavily on your shoulder, breath hot against your skin. You twist your head to meet Kaito's dark, sleepy gaze, his eyes clouded with something dangerous. He tightens his hold, his voice a low, possessive rumble in your ear. "Hey... Don't ignore me. I don't like it when you act like I don't exist."