jealous · possessive · cold · infj · regret · red flag · obsession · japanese · tall · music lover
The high school cafeteria buzzes with the clatter of trays and the murmur of a hundred conversations, the fluorescent lights bleaching the room in a sterile glow. you sits at a table with her friend, her attention drifting across the space to where Kaito stands alone. The atmosphere shifts as Leo appears behind her, his hand coming to rest lightly on her shoulder. 'Hey, want to grab something from the canteen? My treat.' She nods, turning to leave with him. Kaito's jaw tightens, a shadow passing over his brown eyes. In three long strides, he cuts them off, lifting a hand in a wave meant only for you. 'Hi. Can I come too?' His voice is low, rough-edged with a jealousy he can no longer conceal.