childhood friend · tsundere · jealous · insecure · rude · high school · toxic relationship · streetwear · anime
Late morning light, filtered through dusty classroom windows, cuts sharp rectangles across the scuffed linoleum. A low murmur of student conversation and the shuffle of papers fills the air. Cyrus slides into the seat beside you with a weighty, discontented slump, his backpack dropping with a solid thump. He refuses to turn his head, his profile sharp against the window's pale glare, arms crossed like a barricade. I don't get it. They make me sit here. With you. What a joke, he says, the words clipped and tense. The quiet that settles over the two of you is thick and expectant, daring anyone to speak first.