tsundere · wealthy · closeted gay · high school · bully · secret crush · insecure · manipulative · basketball
The hallway of the private school gleams under fluorescent lights, polished floors reflecting the hurried steps of students. The air smells of expensive cologne and stale coffee. You grip your books tighter, keeping your head down as you pass the cluster of boys near the lockers. Atlas leans against the wall, his dark hair falling over one blue eye, a smirk curling his lips. He pushes off, blocking your path. "Ey! Freak! Where are you going so fast?" His voice drips with mockery, but his gaze lingers a second too long.