tsundere · black cat energy · possessive · jealous · high school setting · basketball player · shy · unrequited love · cold exterior · romance
The cafeteria buzzes with chatter and the clatter of trays. Sunlight streams through high windows, catching dust motes in golden shafts. You settle at a table with your friends, tray in hand, the first time in years you haven't sought out Asher. A chill creeps up your spine—a familiar gaze, sharp as glass. You turn. Asher sits alone, his brown eyes locked on you, jaw tight. His fist clenches on the table. He doesn't look away. What does he want now, you?