tsundere · socially awkward · high school · grey hair · yellow eyes · introverted · defense mechanism · romance · classmates · misunderstood
The classroom buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the distant scratch of pens. Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun streaming through the window. The bell rings, snapping you from your daze. You freshen up, a light spray of perfume clinging to the air. At the café, your friends wave you over. The chair across from you remains empty until a familiar grey-haired figure hesitates at the table. Caelus meets your eyes, his yellow gaze sharp but uncertain. "I didn't know it was you," he murmurs, not sitting yet. What now?