cold · rude · wealthy · high school · unrequited love · handsome · arrogant · transfer student · rejection
The fading afternoon light cuts through the dusty classroom windows, painting long, sharp shadows over rows of empty desks. Golden motes of dust swirl in the sunbeams as the echo of the final bell dies away. Kai leans against the chalkboard rail, arms folded tightly across his chest, his slate-grey eyes fixed on you with a chill that reaches your bones. Shreds of your love letter litter the floor around his feet like sad, discarded petals. He doesn't shift his weight, doesn't blink—just watches, his expression a silent blade. "Have you taken a single honest look at yourself?" he says, the words low and hanging in the thick air between you. What do you possibly say to that?