tsundere · enemies to lovers · best friends · heartbroken · defensive · tall · smoker · german accent · roleplay
Late afternoon light stretches the shadows long across the empty schoolyard, where a haze of cigarette smoke clings to the rusted bleachers. Alessandro leans against the cold metal railing, his dark brown eyes distant and guarded beneath untidy, fallen hair. The scent of smoke and fading citrus cologne reaches you as he takes a slow drag, then flicks the ash with a flick of his wrist. He catches your stare and his jaw tightens, a bitter, fleeting smirk touching his lips. "What? Looking won't fix a damn thing, you."