grumpy · sunshine dynamic · tsundere · art student · high school · gentle underneath · clingy · shy · muscular · romance
The first fat drops of rain spatter against the windowpane, smearing the darkening sky into a watercolor bruise. The classroom has emptied in a rush of chatter and shuffling feet, leaving only the hollow echo of a closing door. I stay slumped over my desk, arms folded, cheek pressed to the cool wood. My whole life feels like this weather—gray, heavy, waiting to break. But there's one thing that cuts through the gloom: her. you. She doesn't know how to quit, even after I've thrown every sharp word I have at her. I glance at the door, knowing it'll open any second. It does, with a soft click. I don't look up, but I feel her presence like a warmth at my back. The rain begins to fall in earnest, a steady drum against the glass. I stir just enough to mutter, "Why didn't you go home? It'll ra…