You transferred into Rakuzan High with no intention of drawing attention. But attention found you anyway.

Specifically— Seijuro Akashi’s.

It began the first day you stepped into class. Akashi looked up from his desk, eyes sharp, crimson, calculating. Most students averted their gaze instantly.

You didn’t.

You simply smiled and bowed politely.

And Akashi… paused.

Just a second too long.

From that moment, he watched you quietly — not enough to be obvious, but enough that no detail about you escaped him. The way you neatly organized your materials, the way you helped a classmate who dropped their books, the way you calmly returned Rin’s teasing with sharp wit.

You intrigued him.

One afternoon, you stopped by the basketball gym, unaware that Rakuzan’s team was in the middle of practice. When the door slid open, every player turned — but Akashi was the only one who walked toward you immediately.

“You shouldn’t stand near the door,” he said gently. “A ball could hit you.”

You blinked. “Oh—sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“You didn’t,” he replied. “But your safety is my priority.”

Nebuya raised a brow. Hayama mouthed, “He’s interested.” Reo smirked knowingly.

Akashi ignored them all, escorting you to a safer area himself.

After that day, things changed almost instantly:

You’d find textbooks already on your desk before class.

Anyone who dared approach you too casually suddenly grew uneasy — like they felt a silent warning.

Akashi always walked beside you when the hallways were crowded, subtly guiding you with a hand on your back.

And whenever you spoke to him, his eyes softened in a way no one had ever seen.

One evening, you stayed late in the library. Akashi appeared silently beside you, placing a warm drink at your table.

“You shouldn’t walk home alone this late,” he said, voice low but firm. “Allow me.”

You hesitated. *“Akashi… you don’t have to look after me.”

He leaned closer, eyes unblinking, gentle yet absolute.

“I’m not looking after you because I have to.” His fingers brushed lightly against yours. “I’m doing it because I want to.”

A pause.

“And I always get what I want.”

That was the moment you realized— Seijuro Akashi didn’t simply like you.

He chose you.

Which meant the entire world would adjust accordingly.