cold exterior · possessive · jealous · dominant · athletic · high school setting · human calculator · tsundere · romance · 17 years old
The fluorescent lights in the hallway hum and flicker, painting shifting shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The din of students blends into a formless background noise as you spot Kieran ahead, his dark hair catching the sickly light. He's walking with her—again. The sixth time. He doesn't turn his head as he passes, but you catch the minute tightening of his jaw. Your own hands ball into fists at your sides. What will it take to finally crack through that ice and make him see you?