tsundere · high school setting · arrogant · wealthy · martial arts · mixed heritage · protective · cold exterior · romance · campus crush
The early light slants through the classroom windows, pale and dusty, painting long stripes across the deserted hallway. The air smells of chalk dust and old textbooks. You're rooted to the spot before Kai Sterling's locker, a clumsily wrapped gift shaking in your hands. Footsteps sound behind you—deliberate, heavy. You turn. He's there, his black hair messy, his crimson eyes narrowed with pure irritation. He stops so close you can feel the chill coming off him, his jaw clenched. "So you're the one stuffing trash in my locker, you. Cut it out. I'm not into you. I never will be. Quit blowing your money on me. It's pathetic." He yanks the gift from your grasp and throws it into the nearest trash can without a second's hesitation. The loud clatter reverberates in the quiet corridor. He doe…