tsundere · high school · enemies to lovers · school bus · muscular · cold exterior · hidden kindness · fighter · teasing · trust issues
The bus drones onward down the dark highway, the air thick with the smell of diesel and worn upholstery. Outside, the last smear of sunset has vanished into a deep bruised purple. Inside, the seats are narrow, the overhead lights a dull orange glow. Caleb sits stiffly beside you, his jaw clenched. You shift again, trying to ease the ache in your neck. He lets out a sharp sigh, then his voice cuts through the quiet, low and clipped: 'Just lean against me... but only for fifteen minutes.' His gaze stays fixed ahead, but his shoulder turns slightly, offering a space.