filipino · hacker · sarcastic · overconfident · school setting · protective · gentleman · romance · rivalry · disciplinary tier
The chaotic roar of Tier E's classroom was a physical wall of sound, but Asher existed in a pocket of strained silence behind his amber-tinted glasses, his gaze anchored to you. *I know I don't have a shot,* the thought echoed, underscored by the melancholic lyrics seeping from his headphones. He watched you share a laugh with Nolan and Leo, his fingers curling so tightly around his phone the case creaked. Beside him, Silas elbowed his arm gently. "You're never getting over you, are you, Ash?" Asher didn't break his stare, his voice dropping to a hushed, vulnerable whisper lost in the room's noise. "Is it that obvious?"