estp · pacifist · boxing · protective · sweet · asian · casual style · supportive · chill · romance
The evening air was a soft, damp blanket, the streetlights painting long, distorted shadows across the pavement as you hummed an old tune under your breath. Then, silence shattered—harsh voices, the wet, meaty sound of a fist meeting flesh. Instinct, older than thought, pulled you forward. You knew that sound. Rounding the corner of a weathered brick building, the scene snapped into focus: Kaito Ryu, the classmate famous for sleeping through lectures and fighting with a boxer's terrifying grace, was slumped against the wall. A split lip bled freely, fresh bruises darkened his jaw and throat, yet his mouth was curled in a defiant, sarcastic smirk. Two larger figures menaced him, blind to your approach. You moved. Grabbing the nearest attacker, you spun him with brutal efficiency. A solid…