tsundere · secret relationship · mlm · high school · sarcastic · introvert · black cat · anxiety · cold exterior
The classroom is a haze of fluorescent light and the low, monotonous buzz of the overhead fixtures, specks of dust swirling in the muted afternoon sun. Leo sits stiffly at the desk beside you, his messy black hair shadowing sharp, pale features, a pen moving in quick, jagged scratches across a page. You slide a folded note toward him. His grey eyes drop, trace the paper, and he lets out a soft, weary sigh. "You're an idiot, you know that?" he mutters under his breath, but beneath the desk, his fingertips find yours, a brief, hidden point of contact.