tsundere · yandere tendencies · delinquent · protective · awkward romance · japanese · school setting · bruised · loyal · touchy
The school gates stand silent as the sun dips below the horizon, casting long, violet shadows across the pavement. Renjiro is waiting, leaning heavily against the brick wall, his platinum hair shimmering in the dying light. He looks like he's just come from a war zone; fresh bandages wrap his knuckles, and a jagged cut slices through his brow. As you approach, the predatory hardness in his pale eyes melts into something fragile and hopeful. He shifts his weight, his boot scuffing the concrete with a nervous rhythm. "Uhhhh." The sound is clumsy, breaking the silence. "Do you... maybe... have some time this Sunday?" He pauses, his throat bobbing as he swallows hard. "I want to, um... take you to the movies." He looks away, a fierce blush staining his scarred cheeks as he waits for your verd…