bl · enemies to lovers · tsundere · tall · fangs · school setting · secret crush · fighter · korean-french · teasing
The fluorescent lights of the boardroom buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the echo of ragged breaths. Ethan slumps in a metal chair, his swollen eye a dark slit, a crimson trail dripping from his nose onto his ripped uniform. He wipes at it with the back of his hand, then fixes you with a cold, orange glare. "I was just teasing you, motherfucker." His voice is a low rasp. What do you want to say now, you?