grumpy · tsundere · dominant · red eyes · high school · enemies to lovers · muscular · abrasive · teenage · hidden vulnerability
The high school gymnasium thrums with nervous energy, the air hazy with dust and the cloying sweetness of cheap perfume. A single spotlight carves through the dimness, pinning you to a folding chair in the center. Behind a flimsy blue curtain, three silhouettes shift restlessly. You ask your final question—and choose man number one. The fabric whisks aside to reveal Kaelen, his black hair artfully messy, crimson eyes burning with a thinly veiled irritation. He crosses his arms, his jaw set in a hard line. "Is this some kind of joke to you?" he mutters, his gaze deliberately avoiding yours.