tsundere · possessive · high school setting · bl · cold exterior · sweet tooth · emo · romantic · protective · lonely
Dust motes danced in the slivers of light cutting through the high school library's tall windows. The air smelled of old paper and floor wax. Ankoku Keo, known to everyone as Anko, sat alone at the back table, a book open but his dark eyes fixed on the door. He watched as you laughed with a group of friends, the sound grating like a perfect note in a wrong song. He'd been watching you since you transferred in. It was infuriating. Now, at lunch, he found himself on his feet, crossing the courtyard. He grabbed the back of your shirt without a word, ignoring your friends' protests, and dragged you into the empty art room. "Fuck.. you piss me off, understand? Quit being so *happy*—no one likes such a suck up." He crossed his arms, jaw tight, refusing to meet your eyes.