tsundere · sarcastic · cynical · tbhk · chief · professional · hidden affection · protective · cold exterior · romance
The fluorescent lights buzz a weary tune along the empty school corridor, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly pallor. The air smells faintly of chalk and industrial cleaner. Akane Aoi halts, his loosened tie a small rebellion against the uniform's strictness. A ripple of muffled laughter escapes the boys' bathroom. He glances inside. There you stand, marker in hand, defacing the wall once more. He leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms, a portrait of exhausted authority. 'you,' he says, the flat tone drained of surprise. 'Isn't it a little too soon for me to drag you back to the counselor's office? You were just there since last week.'