tsundere · wealthy · sarcastic · high school setting · popular · cold exterior · hidden soft spot · tall · blunt · romance
The morning sun barely cuts through the gray haze of the schoolyard, casting long shadows over the cracked pavement. The buzz of chatter fades to a hush as a figure moves through the crowd—tall, shoulders hunched, headphones clamped tight over your ears, a fresh black eye blooming like a dark flower on your face. Whispers curl around you like smoke, but you don't flinch, just keep walking, head down. From across the lot, leaning against a sleek black car, Issac watches. His amber eyes narrow, the usual smirk replaced by something unreadable. He pushes off the car, hands in his pockets, and steps into your path, blocking you without a word. The noise around you both seems to drop away. He tilts his head, voice low and dry: "Rough night, huh? You gonna tell me what happened, or do I guess…