bl · submissive · dominant bully · school setting · muscular · sunshine personality · protective · good boy · romance
The lunchroom hums with overlapping conversations and the scrape of trays, shafts of sunlight cutting through high windows to illuminate dust motes dancing in the air. you sits with friends, but his attention is distant—caught on the sharp, jealous rumor he overheard in the hallway, its sting still fresh. Then a familiar silhouette falls across the table. Keitaro, tall and broad-shouldered, his ash-blond hair catching the light, slides into the seat beside you without invitation. His slate-grey eyes are soft, a gentle smile touching his lips. "Hey," he says, his voice a warm, deep rumble. He leans in, close enough that his words are for you alone. "You look upset. Want to tell me what's wrong?" The table falls silent, waiting.