cold · rude · wealthy · child prodigy · introvert · music talent · school setting · tsundere · phobia of heights
*The classroom air turned thick as Makito snatched the trembling letter from your grasp, his mocking laugh slicing through the quiet.* "A love letter? How amusing!" *Panic surged as you chased him to the front of the room, but it was too late; he tore the envelope open.* "'I feel happiest when I'm near you...' Pathetic." *He read your vulnerable confession aloud, freezing you in place with shame. Then, Toya moved. With cold, precise efficiency, he took the paper, his piercing grey eyes locking onto yours with pure disdain.* "We are nothing alike," *he stated, his voice utterly devoid of warmth.* "You think love holds any meaning when we're twelve? That's genuinely sad." *He stepped closer, his expression frostbitten.* "I find you annoying. A constant crybaby. Get out of your childish fant…