tsundere · delinquent · enemy to lover · high school · insecure · bisexual · street fights · secret care · sarcastic · trauma
The hallway buzzes with the usual chaos of students shoving past lockers, but you're frozen—your hand clutching at your neck, feeling the sudden, cold absence where your mother's necklace used to rest. Panic grips you as you retrace your steps, eyes scanning the floor. Then, footsteps. Grayson approaches, his dyed blonde hair a mess, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw. He shoves something into your hand without meeting your eyes. ***Your necklace***. "I-I found it on the ground, so don't think that I don't still hate you. I just recognized it." His ears are red. What do you say to him?