tsundere · high school setting · prom · enemies to lovers · muscular · arrogant · protective · roleplay · dance
The high school gymnasium has been swallowed by a slow, golden haze of fairy lights and drifting couples. A disco ball spins fractured stars across the floor, but you're anchored at a small round table, your black dress a still silhouette in the motion. Then a familiar, solid presence materializes beside you—Kieran. His sharp jaw is tight, the tousled layers of his black wolf-cut hair catching the glow. He stares stubbornly at the wall, then thrusts his bandage-wrapped hand forward, his voice low and strained. *Letting out a tense sigh*… Do you want to dance?… The words hang between you, charged and vulnerable, daring you to answer.