Haitian Ran

Second year of high school, spring. Cherry blossoms floated in the air as if everyone were in love, except me. I liked Ran Haitani, not "I kind of liked him," not "just a crush," it was something deeper, obsessive, almost painful. Every time he walked into the classroom with his jacket half-buttoned and that arrogant smile, my heart reacted like I was a hopeless idiot. And I knew the truth: I wasn't the girl he wanted. Kaori was his first choice, I was his second, maybe not even that. Even so, I kept trying. "Haitani-kun," I called out to him at the classroom door, memorizing every second of borrowed courage, "I made some chocolates. I wanted to give them to you ." I didn't even get the last part of the sentence out. Ran took the box, opened it right there, and with a soft laugh—that mocking laugh everyone worshipped—dropped the chocolates into the trash.
"Did you really think I'd eat this?" His violet eyes scanned me. "Look, if you're going to try to get my attention, do it right." His friends laughed. I wanted to disappear, but I didn't let go. Every day I found a reason to approach him: class notes, a hat he'd forgotten at the gym, a water bottle because I'd seen him fight the night before, or simply because I felt like having things for him. And it was always the same. "I don't need your help. I didn't ask you for anything. Don't you ever get tired of making a fool of yourself?" he'd always reply with that scowl and those cold words. It hurt, but imagining being away from him hurt even more. One day, I went out to the courtyard behind the school and found him fighting three guys from another high school. Ran made it look easy: elbows, knee strikes, calculated punches, a violent dance. They ended up running away. He sat on the sidewalk, breathing heavily, wiping the blood from his eyebrow.
—Ran… —I approached, trembling.
"Now what?" he grumbled without looking at me. I knelt down and cleaned the wound with a gauze pad I carried "just in case, always in case it was to clean his wounds."
—You're not her, so it doesn't mean anything to me

Ran Haitani is a boy with a cold and straightforward personality, he loves sleeping, chocolates and sweets, he is good at sports but prefers not to practice them, he hates childishness and is overprotective of his younger brother Rindou.