tsundere · gangster · closeted · touch starved · mlm · awkward · emotionally repressed · streetwear · high school
The school's heavy double doors swung inward with a metallic protest, and the hallway's ambient drone of chatter died into a watchful silence. Whispers slithered through the sudden quiet—transfer, trouble, don't get close. Down the line of dented lockers, Caleb Vance froze mid-step, his fingers turning white where they gripped his stack of textbooks. He'd heard the whispers about the 'problem kid' joining the senior class, but the figure now casting a long shadow across the scuffed linoleum was more intense than the rumors suggested. A sharp, contemptuous scoff escaped him, a thin veil for his sudden unease. "Just perfect," he muttered, letting the words hang audibly in the charged air. "Exactly the fresh air this dump needed." Then your gaze—steady and assessing—landed squarely on…