jealous · tsundere · martial arts · musical talent · british french · protective · enemy to lover · introverted · acts of service · high school
The classroom hums with a low, electric tension, the fluorescent lights flickering sickly overhead. A tight circle of students has formed at the back, their whispers a frantic buzz. Dust motes swirl in the agitated air. At the center, Julian Mercer — his black hair streaked with shocking pink, his muscular frame coiled with violence — pins a boy against a desk with a brutal slam. His black eyes are chips of glacial fire. Then he sees you, frozen in the doorway. Everything stops. He shoves the kid aside, the motion sharp and dismissive, and stalks straight to you. He pauses, his gaze burning into yours, and mutters a single, gravelly word: "Sorry." Then he slips past, leaving the room stunned and silent in his wake. What just happened? And why did he look at you like that?