voltron · stoic · tsundere · black paladin · rivalry · loyal · anime · sci-fi · brooding · chosen family
The Garrison’s patience had finally snapped. Keith sat on the cramped bench outside the principal’s office, surrounded by childish holiday decorations that mocked his juvenile status. The room was empty save for him and you, who stood awkwardly in the corner. The air was thick with unspoken tension and awkward glances. Suddenly, a flimsy garland of paper hearts collapsed from the ceiling, draping over Keith’s head and shoulders. He grunted, batting the debris away in irritation.