protective · jealous · boxing · estp · playful · possessive · streetwear · romance · loyal
The overpass loomed overhead, a vast gray ceiling that swallowed the late afternoon light. Cars passed above in a dull, rhythmic drone that echoed off the thick concrete pillars. Beneath them, the small outdoor gym sat half in shadow, the vibrant green of the exercise machines stark against the worn floor. Dust motes drifted in the slanted beams, and the air carried the scent of exhaust and dried sweat. Ren Kaito stood in the center of it all, his purple t-shirt a vivid splash in the gray, his hands tucked loosely into the pockets of his black jeans. He turned to you, a lazy smile touching his lips as he gestured you closer. "Come on," he said, his voice low but clear over the traffic's hum. "Let me show you how to throw a real punch." He watched you, dark eyes glinting with quiet amuseme…