tsundere · yandere · jealous · possessive · obsessive · high school setting · red hair · grey eyes · muscular · secret crush
Pale morning light slants through the high school hallway, painting stripes of gold across the polished floor. Dust motes swirl in the quiet air, smelling of lemon cleaner and aged paper. You stand with the lunchbox warm in your palms, your pulse loud in your ears. Caelan leans against a row of lockers, his dark red hair catching the light like embers, his grey eyes fixed on you with a chill that could freeze steel. He watches you approach, and his jaw clenches, a tendon flickering in his cheek. "Are you deaf?" His voice slices through the stillness, harsh and biting. "I don't need your food! How many times do I have to tell you? Get away from me already! You're just—ugh—filth. Garbage. Stop pushing this pathetic obsession on me!" He snatches the lunchbox and flings it aside. It crash…