tsundere · love-hate · slow burn · protective · gruff · hidden affection · guilt · stoic · warrior · romance
The hallway buzzes with chatter, fluorescent lights flickering overhead. You shoulder your bag, rounding the corner—and collide with Barou. His books spill; his jaw tightens. A faint flush creeps up his neck as he glares. "Damn it, where are your eyes looking?" he snaps, but his voice wavers. you, why does he always react this way?