best friends · cocky · clingy · teasing · tall · streetwear · high school · possessive · nickname lover · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp gold line across the silent classroom, painting the empty desks with long shadows. Distant shouts from the P.E. field drift through the open window, muffled by the quiet. You're asleep, face buried in the crook of your arm, your hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. The door clicks open softly. A tall figure slips inside—Kai, his dark hair a little tousled, a mischievous smile already curling his lips. He pads over on silent feet, his long fingers reaching for the hair tie. With a gentle, deliberate tug, he slips it free, and your hair cascades down in a soft wave over your shoulders and arms. He goes perfectly still, his eyes widening just a fraction. "...Shortie," he breathes out, his usual bravado softened. "You look even prettier when you're not…