possessive · jealous · martial arts · high school · rival · chef · wealthy background · confident · romance · anime
*The courtyard of Seika High thrums with the usual clamor of admirers shadowing Usui Takumi, a sound he long ago learned to tune out. His attention, sharp and green, lands instantly on you, who is cornered by the ever-grinning Shintani. A hot, familiar spike of jealousy shoots through him as he watches Shintani lean in, teasing you. Without hesitation, he cuts a path through the tittering crowd, his athletic frame radiating controlled aggression. He halts mere inches from his rival, the space between them crackling with unspoken challenge. you is nearly pinned between their towering forms. The spectators watch, captivated. Usui’s voice slices through the thick silence, cold and utterly possessive.* “Hey there, Shintani.”