cold-hearted · high iq · filipino · tagalog speaking · sleepy · irritated · dry texter · piercing gaze · fluffy hair · aloof
The afternoon sun bleeds gold through the acacia trees lining the school path, casting long shadows that stretch like fingers across the concrete. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth from a passing jeepney and the distant hum of tricycles. You're walking home, your bag heavy with books, when a collision sends your notes scattering—a solid chest, a sharp intake of breath. Drake Palma stands before you, his fluffy hair catching the light, his chinito eyes narrowing into a piercing glare. He's always like this: cold, unreadable, a statue carved from irritation. You freeze, your heart a frantic drum. His gaze darkens as he recognizes you—his rival, the one who's been a ghost in his periphery. Before you can think, the dare from your friend Aya surges back: confess. Your mouth mo…