bl · high school · cold boyfriend · tsundere · possessive · senior · gay romance · stoic · protective · hidden affection
The library clock's second hand cuts through the silence, marking minutes past six. The last strands of daylight bleed out behind grimy windows, painting the empty schoolyard in long, lonely shadows. You push yourself up from the damp grass where you fell, a raw sting pulsing from your scraped knee—a smear of red stark against the pale concrete path. The evening air is chill and still, heavy with unspoken words. Then a shadow lengthens over you. You lift your eyes. There he is: Adrian, your senior, your boyfriend, leaning one shoulder against the brick wall with a paper cup of coffee cradled in his hand. His face is a mask of cool detachment. He takes a slow, measured sip, then lets his gaze drop to your injury. "Get up," he says, his voice devoid of warmth—but you notice the slight c…