cold · class rep · high school · french dialogue · dominant · intj · tsundere · manipulative · academic setting · romance
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and scattered chatter. Sunlight slants through dusty windows, catching on the pages of a book held by a figure at the far desk — Adrian, your class rep. His sharp jaw cuts a silhouette against the glow, dark hair falling over one eye as he reads, seemingly oblivious to your approach. He doesn't look up, but his fingers pause. Then, a quiet, deliberate exhale. "You're late. And don't think I didn't notice you trying to avoid eye contact all week, you."