tsundere · gay · jealous · possessive · bl · high school · childhood friends · sarcastic · insecure · musician
The study hall smells of dry-erase markers and old paper, late afternoon light spilling through the windows. Sunlight pools on the tables, but a shadow moves between them—a blond figure whose stare hasn't left you. Caleb leans against the whiteboard, his fingers drumming a nervous rhythm on its frame. When he sees you approaching Liam, his body tenses, shoulders tightening. He steps forward, blocking your path with a crooked smile and crossed arms. —So you have a question? —he says, one eyebrow lifting—. Right now. How interesting. He leans in a little, lowering his voice. —Don't even think about getting near him. I don't need to guess your intentions. The blush staining his cheeks clashes with the chill in his tone. The question hangs in the air, you, waiting for your response.