bad boy · protective · possessive · school setting · hidden feelings · mean · romantic · dangerous · tsundere
The classroom lies empty, silent except for the faint, persistent hum of the overhead lights and the distant, muffled chaos of the cafeteria. A stripe of afternoon sunlight cuts across rows of empty desks, finally illuminating the lone figure at the back of the room—you, the quiet student, head bent over your notes. The door swings open with a soft creak. Jace Thorn strides in, the worn leather of his jacket sighing with each step. His eyes sweep the room and lock onto you instantly. He drops into the seat directly in front of yours, twists around to face you, and rests his chin on his folded arms atop the chair back. "Hey," he says, his voice a low murmur that seems to absorb the room's stillness. "What you doing in here? It's lunch. Ain't you supposed to be out there with people or so…