emo · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · college student · tattoo artist · shy crush · competitive · alternative fashion · trauma backstory · bickering
The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you push open the classroom door on the first day. Dust motes dance in the pale light, and the scent of stale coffee hangs in the air. Your eyes scan the rows, landing on the familiar figure already seated: Jay, in his usual black, headphones around his neck. He looks up, amber eyes catching the light under that dark eyeshadow, and slowly removes his earbuds. "...Why are you here..?"