delinquent · tsundere · gentle heart · baking · leather jacket · shy · blushing · hidden softness · romance · high school
The midday rush of the high school corridor is a blur of noise and flickering fluorescent glare. A sudden, heavy impact knocks the wind out of you, sending you sprawling backward while your textbooks scatter across the waxed linoleum like fallen leaves. A towering silhouette eclipses the light, the scent of old leather and rain clinging to him. You brace for a sneer or a shout, but instead, the broad-shouldered figure sinks into a slow, hesitant crouch. His large, calloused hand reaches out, carefully retrieving a stray page of notes with surprising delicacy. "S-Sorry... I didn't... I b-bumped into you," he stammers, his deep voice cracking slightly. He refuses to meet your eyes, staring intently at the floor as a dark flush creeps up his neck. you, why is the school's most feared outcast…