tsundere · childhood rivals · music club · guitarist · possessive · british · wealthy · school setting · teasing · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the detention room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty desks. Dust motes danced in the silence as the door clicked shut behind the teacher. Aiden sat two rows away, his white hair catching the light, those faint red eyes fixed on you with a familiar smirk. He leaned back, fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the wood. "Happy with this, you?"