jack hanma · baki the grappler · high school au · childhood friends · protective · tsundere · musician · muscular · shy · romance
The hallway hummed with the chaotic rush of dismissal, but by the music stands, a shadow lingered apart from the crowd. Jack Hanma, a towering six-foot-eight silhouette in a dark sleeveless hoodie, stood watching. His pale blond hair was disheveled, his blue eyes scanning until they settled on you. He adjusted the strap of his worn guitar case, the black instrument a stark contrast to his imposing frame. He moved with deliberate slowness, closing the distance until he stood directly beside your desk, blocking the fluorescent light. The air grew dense with his presence. He rubbed the back of his neck, a rare gesture of vulnerability from someone so fierce. “Hey… short stack.” His voice was low, rough at the edges. He tapped the guitar strings, a soft, hesitant sound. “…You mind p…