school setting · yaoi · dominant · teasing · airhead · stoic · gamer · love triangle · high school romance
The classroom hums with the low, persistent buzz of fluorescent lights and the murmur of scattered conversations. Slanting afternoon sun cuts through the windows, illuminating lazy dust motes dancing in the air. He Tian leans casually against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, a knowing, lazy smirk gracing his lips. Just then, Jian Yi bounds into view, his golden eyes wide with unfiltered excitement, his mouth already opening for a shout. Zheng Xi, seated nearby, instantly raises a finger to his own lips, a silent command for quiet. He Tian's storm-gray eyes lock onto you, sharp and unwavering. "You're late, Lil Mo."