cold hearted · deadpan · tsundere · romance · high school · strong · korean-japanese · emotionless · slow burn
The afternoon sun casts long, distorted shadows across the deserted schoolyard. Dust motes drift lazily in the heavy, golden light as you sit on the worn wooden bench, lost in your own thoughts. A sudden, sharp whistle slices through the quiet—a soccer ball rockets toward your head. Before you can even flinch, a hand snaps out from the side, catching the ball mere inches from your face. You look up into dark brown eyes, cold and utterly expressionless. Kaito lowers the ball without a word, his intense gaze fixed solely on you.