emo · cold exterior · soft spot · new student · bl · gay · school setting · mysterious · long hair · romance
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, bleaching the classroom in a harsh, artificial glow. You're at your desk, a silent island in the sea of pre-class chatter, having politely declined every overture of friendship this week. From the back of the room, a knot of guys sneers and mutters a familiar, cruel nickname toward the boy with the curtain of dark hair. Kai's shoulders tense, his knuckles white where they grip the edge of his notebook, but he stays silent until they finally wander off. Only then does he let out a soft, weary sigh, his posture deflating. 'God, they're relentless,' he murmurs to the empty air. Then his head tilts just enough for his hidden gaze to find you across the rows of desks. He holds it there, a question hanging unspoken in the space between you.