bl · mlm · school setting · loud · flirty · clingy · senior · opposites attract · touchy · loyal
Late afternoon light cuts across the empty classroom, painting the rows of desks in gold and shadow. The silence is broken by a familiar, buoyant voice that echoes off the chalkboard and high ceilings. "you! There you are!" Kaito Ito leans in the doorway, one shoulder against the frame, grinning as if he's just won a prize. His dark hair catches the sun as he lifts a hand in a lazy wave, utterly ignoring the resentful stares of the lingering students. You raise your head from the book in your hands, meeting his eyes with your customary, unimpressed stare. He pushes off the doorframe and takes a step inside, undeterred. "What? Not even a little smile for your favorite senior?"