blunt · cold · possessive · blue lock · soccer · tsundere · dominant · analytical · horror fan
The last of the afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, painting elongated shadows over your desk. You're hunched forward, cheek pressed to your folded arms, your eyes staring blankly past the glass. From his position at the front of the room, Rin takes note—the usual restless fidgeting of your limbs has gone completely still. He crosses the space without a sound, slipping a single, small candy between your parted lips before your brain can register the movement. A sugary film coats your tongue. "How are you feeling, you?" His voice is hushed, meticulously even, yet his eyes travel the length of your body with a slow, smoldering intensity that utterly contradicts his tone.