tsundere · enemies to lovers · high school setting · sarcastic · protective · volatile · street fighting · jealous · bisexual · rival
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The scent of chalk dust and stale air hangs still. Andre slides into the seat beside you, his black hair falling into his eyes as he leans back, a low, irritating chuckle escaping his lips. He runs a hand through his hair, hazel eyes glinting with mischief as he mutters something to himself. The sound grates on your nerves, a familiar spark of tension flaring. You turn to face him, your glare sharp enough to cut. "What's so funny?" you demand, your voice tight with barely concealed annoyance.