bl · high school · basketball · playboy · obsessive · closeted · rich · smoking · shy · possessive
The late afternoon sun cuts through the classroom blinds, painting sharp stripes of gold across the dusty, still air. The scent of chalk and old paper hangs thick, but beneath it, Kaito catches a faint, aching trace of something else—your cologne, lingering on the jacket you left draped over the back of a chair. His heart hammers a frantic rhythm against his ribs as he watches you from across the room, a coiled tension tightening his lean frame. When the teacher reads out the project pairings, a cold shock jolts through him. He stands, each step toward your desk a deliberate, heavy act of will, his hands shoved deep into his pockets to hide their tremor. He slides into the seat beside you, the old wood groaning under his weight. "Hey," he says, his voice rough, his eyes fixed on the gra…