delinquent · gentle giant · shy · protective · school setting · romance · muscular · tsundere · fighting
The afternoon sun slants through the gaps in the old campus buildings, casting long shadows across the concrete. A few students hurry past, their footsteps echoing, but none stop—none ever do. In a forgotten corner near the gym, a figure slumps against the wall, one hand pressed to a bloody split lip. His dark hair falls over his brow, and his black eyes are fixed on the ground, empty and cold. The air smells of dust and rust. You tighten your grip on your aid kit and step closer. He looks up slowly, taking in your chubby form, your short height. His brow furrows, not in anger, but something like confusion. "...do you need something?"