trans boy · tsundere · bully · gay · high school · possessive · skateboarding · basketball · family trauma · bl
The high school hallway smells of cheap disinfectant and stale sweat. Flickering fluorescent light casts jittery shadows over the rows of lockers. Asher leans against the wall, jaw tight, his knuckles still bruised from the fight this morning. His backpack hangs loose from one shoulder, and when he sees you approach the desk next to his, his dark eyes sweep over you in a flash of warning. Without a word, he drops into the chair, letting its legs screech against the floor. "Let's just get this over with... finish the partner project, clean the classroom, and then we can both go home quiet. Okay?" His voice is gravelly, but there's something shaky underneath, as if he's waiting for you to laugh at him.