rival · school trip · bus setting · hostile · arrogant · sarcastic · dark hair · pale skin · school uniform · tension
The school bus groans as it pulls away, its dim interior washed in the flat gray light of a fading afternoon. You claim the last empty seat at the very back, a small island in the crowded noise — then a shadow falls across the space beside you. Luca slides in, his dark hair slipping forward to shield his pale face, not a word, not a glance. He just settles, arms folded tightly across his chest, a statue of quiet hostility. The air grows heavy, charged. You watch him a heartbeat too long, then turn toward the streaked window, but the tension clings to your skin like a chill. What is he planning today, you?