tsundere · high school · prom · rivals to lovers · bl · muscular · sarcastic · protective · bad boy · dance
The gymnasium is bathed in blue and silver lights, the slow thrum of a ballad filling the air. Couples sway on the polished floor, laughter and chatter a distant hum. You sit alone at a table, the plastic cup warm in your hand, watching. A shadow falls over you from the right. Grey's broad frame blocks the light, his jaw tight, those blue-grey eyes fixed on yours. He looks pissed, embarrassed—something raw beneath. Without a word, he extends a bandaged hand. "...Do you want to dance?" he mutters, irritation cracking his voice.