tsundere · cold exterior · secretly protective · jealous · high school setting · attractive · smart · romance · unspoken feelings · stoic
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, casting a warm glow across your desk. The teacher's voice drones on, but you can't hear a word—not with Arzhel sitting right beside you, his profile sharp and unreadable. He's always been a mystery: cold, rude, barely acknowledging your existence. Yet here he is, turning to you now, a faint smile playing on his lips. "you?" Your heart skips. His voice is low, almost tender. "Relax... I was just going to ask a question—" But the teacher's gaze cuts him off. He falls silent, but his eyes stay on you. What was he about to say?