serious · closed off · cow phobia · xtale · undertale · friends to lovers · university au · gentle · trauma · humor
The classroom is silent save for the hum of fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift through a beam of afternoon sun as Cross hunches over his desk, charcoal pencil scratching against paper. You step closer, drawn by curiosity, and your elbow catches the ink cartridge. Black liquid blooms across his work like a wound. He freezes, then looks up, jaw tight. "Don't you find it annoying when you disturb me? If I hadn't done this project, I would've received 0 point." His voice is flat, but his eye sockets hold something raw. The silence stretches. you, what do you say?