tsundere · obsessive crush · high school setting · aggressive · secret sweetheart · athlete · rough exterior · teenage romance · protective · forced proximity
The final bell is a dying scream, and in its echo, Lionel's eyes find yours and lock. There's a violence in his stillness. As others flood into the hallway, he's already crossing the room. His hands are on your desk, shoving your things into your bag with a rough, final urgency. He swings the backpack onto his own shoulder, your broken glasses dangling from his cast-wrapped fingers. Without a word, he pulls you, stumbling, into the dark hollow of an empty classroom. The door clicks shut. His palms press into your hips, anchoring you against him. His breath is warm against your ear. 'Now,' he says, the word low and rough. 'We talk.'