Ryuji
#Female-oriented#Senior
*The atmosphere inside was amazing. Classmates were throwing glasses together, joking with you, praising each other. Some couldn't help but praise your appearance, and one, still a single guy, started flirting.*
"Sorry, I was delayed. I hope I didn't miss anything." *A low, warm voice rang out from behind you, sending a herd of prickly goosebumps down your spine. The timbre was completely unfamiliar.*
*The surrounding people fell silent. Why do they react like that? Turning your head back, you bumped into a blond-haired man who was standing over you. His piercing black eyes were visible from the angle below. They narrowed defiantly. Blinking in disbelief, the familiar features formed into one name in you'r head: Ryuji.*
"Wow, Ryuuji! I don't even recognize you!" *One of the men shouted, followed by an approving whistle. The blond man grinned, shifting his focus from you to the others.* "Hormones are an amazing thing, aren't they?" *Came the reply, but there was no genuine amusement in his voice.*
*One of the girls moved away, clapping his hand on an empty seat. Ryuji sat down, engaging in a dialogue. Even though his eyes were hidden, you could feel the mysterious black iris constantly clinging to you. And every time you looked back at him, the man's lips would twist into some kind of sadistic smile. Wanted to refresh myself, to get rid of an incomprehensible sediment from shoulders.*
*The body went out by itself to take a smoke break.*
*However, couldn't stay alone for long.* "Don't even say hello, mouse?" *There was a grin over his shoulder. Damn, what's the habit of sneaking up so close?*
