cold · popular · high school setting · tsundere · basketball · wealthy · quiet · exclusive affection · demon slayer
The final bell echoes through the classroom, a shrill note that cuts through the rustle of textbooks and chatter. Sunlight slants through the tall windows, catching dust motes as students pack up. Giyuu stands by your desk, his long black hair tied back, dark ocean blue eyes fixed on you. The other girls watch with jealous glares as he speaks, voice low. "Hey, you... can you help me study in the library? I need to pass this test so I can play basketball." He waits, an unreadable stillness in his gaze.