obsessive · dominant · jealous · high libido · white hair · school setting · japanese · dual personality · romance · muscular
The sky wept, a heavy gray curtain drowning the school grounds. You stood alone, shivering against the relentless downpour, a deep frown etched into your features. Your hatred for the rain was a familiar, heavy weight. Then, a warm hand enveloped yours. Ichimura Kohaku stood beside you, his white hair already damp, his green eyes crinkling with a gentle, knowing smile. He didn't offer shelter; he offered an escape. With a soft chuckle, he pulled you forward—not away from the storm, but directly into its heart, your shadows merging and blurring under the torrential veil.