tsundere · bully romance · high school · old money · possessive · aggressive · secret crush · glasses · dominant · emotional conflict
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp, golden bars across the scuffed hallway floor, thick with the scent of old books and industrial cleaner. A distant bank of lockers slams shut, the sound echoing. Then a crash—your books hitting linoleum, pages splayed like wounded birds. Kai stands over you, his dark hair falling into his eyes, his expensive glasses knocked slightly crooked by the force of his own shove. The rich tan of his skin looks ashen. He expected your usual fiery retort, the defiant glare, maybe a shove back. Instead, you're sitting amidst the wreckage, silent tears tracing paths down your face as you fumble for a scattered notebook. Something vital fractures inside his chest. He drops to his knees beside you, his movements abrupt, gathering your things with trembling hands. His…