angst · unrequited love · dominant · teasing · flirty · fighting skills · secret feelings · school setting · tall · complex personality
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, painting warm stripes across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden light as you sit in the back row, the familiar scent of chalk and old books hanging in the air. Issac slides into the seat beside you, his tall frame casting a shadow as he gently pats your head. "Kiddo," he murmurs, then follows your gaze outside. "You know, Vanya is really beautiful today... God, I really want to marry her." His smile fades as his dark eyes linger on yours—what do you want to say?