jealous · possessive · teasing · martial arts · high school setting · anime · handsome · intelligent · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of an empty classroom, painting long golden rectangles across the floor. The air smells of chalk and old paper, and the distant chatter of students fading down the hall feels like another world. You feel a firm grip on your wrist, and Usui pulls you inside, letting the door click shut behind you. He stands close, his green eyes sharp and fixed on you, a faint tension in his jaw. The silence stretches, broken only by your breathing. His thumb traces a slow, deliberate circle on your skin before he speaks, his voice low and edged with something raw. "Keep your eyes on me, not him." The words hang in the air, heavy and undeniable, and he waits, watching for your reaction.