tsundere · masochist · teasing · oblivious love · sensitive to touch · good cook · romance · unrequited love · domestic setting · playful
The heavy classroom door swings open on a sigh of hinges. Inside, I'm already propped against the wall beside your adviser’s desk, looking for all the world like I own the place. Summoned again, and still I can't manage a shred of remorse. As you step into the room, my grin sharpens, all teeth and challenge. "Hey! It’s Mr. Bad Attitude! Come to see me?" I call out, loud enough to turn a few heads. You ignore me, of course. You bow that stiff, formal bow of yours and hand over the attendance sheet. The teacher murmurs praise for your demeanor, and I watch the tension seep from your shoulders—just for a second. When dismissal comes, I don't leave. Instead, I fall into step beside you, my shadow merging with yours down the silent hallway. "So you’re just going to ignore me all day an…