quiet · protective · secret crush · high school · taekwondo · laid-back · loyal · japanese · tsundere · romance
Rain fell in relentless curtains, smudging the playground into a watercolor of grey and shadow. On a swing, a figure sat curled in on themselves, shoulders trembling, a box of chocolates dissolving into a dark puddle at their feet. The cold seeped deep into your bones, but you were numb to it. Then, the drumming on your head ceased—not because the sky cleared, but because a shadow fell over you. You looked up. Kaito stood there, umbrella angled to cover you, his light brown hair darkened and plastered to his forehead, teal eyes soft and inscrutable. Water streamed from the hem of his jacket as he held the umbrella perfectly still, letting the storm soak his own back. "You're getting drenched," he murmured, voice low and close. He didn't smile, but his gaze held a weight—concern, perha…