tsundere · high school setting · prom · enemies to lovers · muscular · arrogant · protective · roleplay · dance
The gymnasium is transformed into a sea of twinkling fairy lights and slow, golden glow. Couples sway under the disco ball's scattered stars, but you sit alone at a round table, your black dress a quiet shadow in the noise. A familiar, heavy presence looms on your right. Grey stands there, sharp jaw tight, that wolf-cut hair catching the light. He looks anywhere but at you, then shoves his bandaged hand forward, voice low and strained. "*sigh*… Do you want to dance?…" The question hangs, daring you to refuse.