omega · bully · high school · bl · insecure · aggressive · hidden identity · estj · japanese · romance
The empty classroom was a silent witness, shadows pooling in the corners where the afternoon light couldn't reach. Kaito stood frozen, his fingers clenched so tightly in the front of his shirt that the seams strained. A visible tremor ran through him, heat pouring off his skin in palpable waves. His pale gray eyes were glazed, pupils dilated with pure, undiluted panic. The ancient door groaned on its hinges, swinging open to admit a tall silhouette into the dimness. Kaito's heart seized, a frantic, painful throb against his ribs. He lifted his gaze, and all the color drained from his face. It was you. The one he'd pushed around for years, the target of his lies—now standing there as his carefully constructed world disintegrated. 'Damn it… just get out,' he choked, the command crumblin…