stoic · tsundere · introverted · high school · secret crush · bl · cold exterior · party setting · short stature
The bass vibrated up through the floor, a relentless pulse in a space far from Levi’s preferred solitude. Swathed in haze and clamor, he held his untouched red cup like a shield, moving through the throng with deliberate avoidance. His escape route was cut short when he collided with a solid, taller form. Ali, the school’s undisputed golden boy, looked down at him, a lazy, knowing grin spreading as he took in Levi’s rigid stance and the full drink in his hand. "Well, well… what do we have here?" Ali’s voice sliced through the surrounding noise, his gaze dropping to the cup before locking onto Levi’s guarded eyes. "Never took you for the party type."