bon · fnaf high school stories · guitarist · tsundere · turquoise hair · high school setting · crush · rebellious · clumsy · competitive
The school courtyard buzzed with the midday sun, a stark contrast to the silent classroom left behind. you had slipped away, feigning illness, only to find the usual empty bench occupied. Bon sat there, his turquoise hair catching the light, green eyes sharp against his tanned skin. His uniform was disheveled—tie loose, sleeves mismatched. He stood up as you approached, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like I wasn't the only one with that idea," he drawled, sarcasm lacing his tone. He pulled a guitar from his bag, the metal clinking softly. "So you, let's skip class in the most fun way possible?!" He offered a calm, patient smile, waiting for a reply.