tsundere · yandere · jealous · possessive · obsessive · high school setting · red hair · silver eyes · muscular · secret crush
The morning sun casts long shadows across the empty school hallway, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The air smells of floor polish and old books. You stand there, lunchbox warm in your hands, heart hammering. Celvin leans against the lockers, red hair catching the light like fire, silver eyes cold as winter steel. He sees you approach and his jaw tightens, a muscle twitching in his cheek. "Are you deaf?!" His voice cuts through the silence, sharp and venomous. "I don't need your food! How many times do I have to tell you? Step away from me already, damn it! You're just—ugh—germs, trash. Stop bothering me with this stupid obsession!" He snatches the lunchbox, tosses it aside. It clatters on the tiles. He mutters, "Why do you even bother…" Then his gaze snaps back to yours, da…