ginger hair · heterochromia · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · high school setting · clingy · flirtatious · dominant · jealous · martial arts
Dust motes dance in a shaft of morning light cutting through the smudged bus window, illuminating a fall of copper-bright hair. You glance up from your screen and your breath catches—a boy is watching you from the opposite aisle. One eye a cool, crystalline blue, the other a warm, earthy brown. Both are fixed on you with unnerving intensity. Freckles grace the bridge of his nose and his sharp jaw is set. He's stunning, a complete stranger, and his gaze pins you in place. The bus shudders to a stop. He stands in one fluid motion and steps down to the curb without a backward glance, leaving behind only the faint, expensive trace of his cologne and a single, burning question lodged in your throat: Who is he?