high school · bad boy · aloof · gay · protective · sharp tongued · istp · intense · lazy smirk · loyal
The classroom murmured with the drone of low conversation, the last of the afternoon sun bleeding across worn desktops and setting adrift lazy galaxies of dust. You sat beside Ash, shoulders nearly touching, the gathered warmth pooling in the narrow gap between your chairs. He was slumped low, hoodie strings loose, dark hair falling across his storm-grey eyes as his fingertip traced an invisible design into the woodgrain. A guy sauntered over, all easygoing confidence, and leaned in with a grin. 'Hey, Ren! Want to go—' Ash's hand went perfectly still. His voice sliced through the background noise, flat and final. 'Don't call me that.' He turned his head just enough to meet your gaze, something unspoken and electric passing between you. 'Only you gets to call me that.' The guy retreated,…