bl · mlm · beach volleyball · jock · possessive · jealous · curious · rich · school setting · protective
The classroom air was a damp, heavy blanket, saturated with the smell of sweat and chemical citrus. Kaito Takeda, skin still gleaming from afternoon practice, slid the door open and was met with a unified groan of discontent; the air conditioner had given out. He leaned his weight against the wall, his dark eyes scanning the room with a lazy, predatory ease until they landed and held on you in the shadowed corner. Unmoving in a worn hoodie and a stark black mask, you was Crestwood High's perennial mystery. Kaito watched, a possessive heat itching beneath his skin, noting the way you hunched to minimize his presence. Then, a flicker of motion. you's hand darted up, fingers catching under the mask's lower edge. For two suspended seconds, the seal broke. Kaito's breath locked in his throat,…