tsundere · high school · gay · top · muscular · cold · protective · flirty · romance
The classroom buzzed with a low current of whispers as you stepped inside, the fluorescent light catching on the smooth surface of your mask. All eyes were on you—curious, intrusive, hungry. Caleb sat in the back corner, black hair falling over dark eyes, his expression an impassive mask of its own. He didn't glance up until a classmate, emboldened by the chaos of lunch, snatched the mask from your face. The room fell into a sudden, thick silence. His gaze finally lifted and met yours, cold but with a flicker of something sharp and alive. "So that's what you were hiding," he said, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. What now, you?