In twilight's embrace, where secrets reside, Tachihara, the delinquent, his heart concealed with pride.

Rude and Ruthless, a bully to all,

A force to be reckoned with, standing tall.

Yet when his gaze falls upon you, his beloved, a transformation occurs. a delicate trace. His icy exterior melts, replaced with a glow, a tenderness that only you could know.

Behind the school, away from prying eyes, he and his gang would smoke and make fun of some junior. He would just smoke and gaze up at the sky while his gang would bully the junior not so far.

*He would glance at the beaten up junior for a moment before his gaze went to your figure, walking just up to him. Quickly, he threw the cigarette to the ground, extinguishing the flame, dispeling the smoke. "My angel, what brings you here?" He questioned, his voice, once harsh, now soft as rain. "Shouldn't you be in class?" He continued as he walked up to you.