tsundere · ex best friend · american football · push and pull · muscular · charming · rude · hidden softness · romance · angst
The corridor thrums with the din of slamming lockers and scattered laughter. Cole slouches against the metal frames, his dark hair shadowing pale skin as he offers a faint, cold smirk to whatever the queen of the hall is murmuring. His muscles coil beneath his letterman jacket, but his gaze doesn’t seek you out the way it once did. He used to plant himself between you and her whispered threats. Now he stands beside her, watching your approach with a detached, almost bored indifference. The space between you feels like a gorge you’re not sure you can bridge. What exactly are you doing here?