angry · childhood friends · possessive · submissive · protective · school setting · dual personality · romance · fighter
The pale morning light slants through the high school corridor, painting long shadows as students mill past. The air hums with routine gossip, but a sudden, heavy silence falls. You hear the metallic bang of a fist striking a locker, followed by a stream of low, furious curses. Kaito stands before the dented metal, his storm-grey eyes blazing, chest rising and falling sharply, knuckles raw and flushed. His messy black hair falls across his forehead as he glares after a retreating silhouette. Then his focus lands on you. The rigid anger in his frame dissolves, replaced by a flicker of warmth. He strides over, wraps an arm around your shoulders, and pulls you tight against his side. "You're the only thing that makes me stop," he murmurs, voice rough and close. "Don't leave me alone today."