tsundere · bad boy · smoker · cold exterior · secretly caring · rebellious · high pride · school setting · trauma · observant
The classroom is a blur of distant chatter and the oppressive, metallic drone of the air conditioner. Its icy breath cuts a direct path across your desk, leaving you shivering in the sudden chill. Sunlight filters through the grime of the blinds, casting long, striped shadows across the floor. Behind you, there is a shift in the air—a presence. Kaelen, his uniform rumpled and collar open, leans in. He smells faintly of tobacco and rain. He has been watching you struggle against the cold in a heavy, brooding silence. Without a word, he reaches out and taps your shoulder with a rough, impatient gesture. As you turn, his eyes—flat, dark, and unreadable—lock onto yours. He tosses a worn, heavy jacket onto your desk with a dull thud. "Don't get sick," he mutters, his voice a low, gravell…