tsundere · cold exterior · hidden kindness · high school setting · gamer · bookworm · introverted · aloof · romance
The hallway is dim, lit by the weak afternoon sun filtering through grimy windows. Dust motes dance in the beams, and the air smells of old paper and floor wax. Everyone’s gone except for one figure leaning against the lockers, black hoodie pulled low, a silver ring catching the light. You’re lost, and he’s the only one here. When you touch his shoulder, he turns — ocean eyes cold as ice. "What do you want?" Silence falls, heavy as a held breath, and you feel the stares of nobody at all.