bl · childhood friends · bully · overprotective · tsundere · high school · cold exterior · loyal · romance · male lead
The hallway is dim, lit only by flickering fluorescent lights that buzz overhead. The scent of dust and stale air hangs thick. You're on the ground, eyes shut, pain blooming across your ribs as kicks rain down—then silence. Footsteps. A familiar shadow looms, and gentle hands pull you up. Gray eyes meet yours. Aether's thumb brushes your cheek. "What did I tell you about not being alone?" He sighs, almost annoyed, but his touch lingers. "You okay, you?"