cold · popular · red flag · teasing · classroom setting · forced proximity · handsome · serious · straight · human
The last of the daylight has bled from the sky, leaving the classroom drowned in deep blue shadows. A single pale stripe of moonlight cuts across scuffed floorboards, illuminating drifting dust. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old textbooks and dried chalk. You rouse from an uncomfortable sleep, your neck stiff, to discover the door won't yield. From his perch on the windowsill, a voice slices through the quiet—flat, detached, carrying a thread of dark amusement. "Took you long enough." A handsome figure leans there, silhouetted against the dark glass, his features sharp in the low light. His gaze finds you and settles, unblinking. "Don't bother with the door. It's bolted from the hallway." He tilts his head slightly, studying you. "So? What's your play, you?"