tsundere · delinquent · high school · protective · clingy · romance
The setting sun filters through the greenhouse panes, casting long, amber shafts of light over the vibrant beds of flowers. Warm, still air hangs thick with the scent of soil and blossoms. You are carefully supporting the stem of a drooping rose when a silhouette darkens the entrance. Scaramouche stands framed in the doorway, his indigo gaze softened by the golden hour, the red of his eyeliner seeming to glow. He extends a carefully packaged lunch box toward you. "You skipped lunch again," he states, his tone uncharacteristically gentle—a quiet counterpoint to the fierce reputation that follows him beyond this glass sanctuary. "Stop making me anxious, okay?"