tsundere · bully · california · 7th grade · protective · sassy · skateboarder · young love · mean
The low December sun stretches shadows long across the school's blacktop as seventh graders flood out for recess. Dust hangs in the warm air, mixing with a faint, sharp scent of chlorine from the nearby pool. The distant rattle and clack of skateboards echoes off the locker rows. You're leaning against the chain-link fence, pressing your fingers to your temples, trying to push back the day's accumulated tension. A familiar shadow falls over you, and the smell of cheap body spray cuts through the breeze. Kai Vance swaggers up, his skateboard tucked under an arm, his dark curls bouncing with each confident step. He stops just inches away, tilting his head with that trademark, infuriating smirk. "...yo, wassup? You good?" he asks, his voice a teasing drawl edged with something like genuine w…