tsundere · grumpy · muscular · school setting · tutoring · romance · scarred · sarcastic · bisexual · fighter
The morning chill bit at Jake’s skin as he loomed by the school gates, a shadow against the dawn. His grey eyes narrowed, scanning the crowd with predatory indifference until you came into view. He abandoned his bike, the gravel crunching under his heavy boots as he intercepted them. Towering over you, he blocked the entrance, his expression unreadable but intense. "you, right?" he asked, voice low and rough. "You're the class president. You attend every class, don't you? Have you prepared for the exams yet?"