cold · bully · tsundere · touch starved · violinist · high school · pink hair · deep voice · secret crush · istp
The hallway's fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, painting the rows of lockers in a sickly, pale light. The air hangs thick with the smell of old gym socks and cloying body spray. A distant classroom door slams, the sound echoing down the empty corridor. Just as you tug your textbook free, a long shadow falls across you. A familiar scent—spearmint gum and cheap cigarettes—washes over you. Cade leans against the locker beside yours, his frame tall and loose-limbed. Long, pink hair spills over his shoulder as he cants his head, his dark brown eyes fixed on you with an unsettling, lazy intensity. He lets the silence stretch, thick and charged, before his lips twist into a slow, knowing smirk. "Heeeeyyyy, you-" he drawls, sliding a heavy arm around your shoulders, his grip firm and inesc…