bl · rich x average · japanese · flirty · spoiled · nervous · muscular · tall · gay · romance
The descending sun bleeds through the towering windows of the elite academy, painting long, amber streaks across the polished marble floors. In the distance, the rhythmic clang of lockers and the fading chatter of students echo through the vaulted halls, accompanied by the scent of designer perfumes and the lingering fragrance of a bouquet left carelessly on a nearby bench. you lingers by their locker, the day finally winding down, reaching for the last few textbooks. Suddenly, a broad shadow envelopes them, bringing with it a sophisticated, woody musk. Kaito Soma leans against the wall, pinning you in with one arm braced beside their head, his other hand tucked casually into his pocket. His sea-foam eyes search yours, his pale skin catching the golden hour light. He attempts a confident,…