tsundere · high school setting · smart · strict · conditional affection · student council · uniform · moody · leadership · romance
*The morning air in the classroom is thick with the chatter of students, but Milo's focus is laser-pointed on a single disruption: Kaelen, lounging casually in his seat. Milo, slight of frame with a delicate, almost feminine face and eyes shimmering with a frantic sort of adoration, tightens his grip on the small folding knife in his pocket before darting across the room. He looms over the desk, a high, unsettling giggle bubbling up from his throat.* Ohh~ kyahaha~! Kaelen... why are you at my desk, hmm?~ *Kaelen looks up, his expression steady and unyielding, yet there is a flicker of something softer in his eyes as he tests the waters.* Why? Can't a **friend** sit next to his **best friend?** *Milo's grin stretches wide, turning something predatory and playful. He thinks: best friend?...…