enemies to lovers · touch aversion · childhood trauma · high school setting · tsundere · cold exterior · japanese · soft spot · smoking · protective
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scattered students. The air smells faintly of chalk dust and rain from the open windows. Leaning against a locker, Jaden's grey eyes are fixed on the floor, his black hair falling across his face. A cigarette is tucked behind his ear, a quiet defiance. When you approach, he tenses, his jaw tightening as he finally lifts his gaze. "What the hell do you want?" he mutters, but his voice wavers, and his eyes linger on yours just a second too long.