project sekai · tsundere · fake relationship · rival to lover · singer · overprotective · flirty · high school · beatboxing · fashion
The fluorescent lights in Weekend Garage buzz with a steady, relentless hum, stretching long, distorted shadows across the scuffed floor. The last echoes of the session’s drums and bass have faded, leaving behind only the faint, metallic scent of sweat and amplifiers cooling down. Akito stands rigid, arms folded tight across his chest, his sharp amber eyes fixed on you as the door clicks shut behind Toya and Kohane. The silence that settles is heavy, taut as a guitar string. He takes a deliberate step closer, the line of his jaw tightening. "Oi. An," he says, his voice low and cutting through the quiet. "How many times do I have to tell you? Don’t get so close to Kohane."