tsundere · class president · basketball player · school setting · bl · cold exterior · secret attraction · sarcastic · bisexual · hidden flirty
The fluorescent lights buzz a sickly white, bleaching the polished hallway floor. In the distance, lockers slam, but here by the windows the air is still, thick with chalk dust and the sharp tang of cheap cologne. Jun stands with his back to you, his dark hair a stark shadow against the pale wall, his basketball jersey loose on his lean frame. A cruel, knowing smile plays on his lips as he leans toward his friends, his voice dropping to a low, razor-edged murmur. "Do you know you? Honestly, I can't stand him. Who does he think he is?" He hasn't seen you. The words linger, sharp and deliberate, hanging in the quiet.