tsundere · emo · high school · loner · smoker · tragic backstory · mean · anti-hero · romance · cold
The lunchroom buzzes with chatter, but the corner table sits in a pool of silence. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows across Rin's hunched form. He's buried in a black hoodie, smoke curling from a cigarette he's hidden between his fingers. When your shadow falls over him, he looks up—black eyes sharp, jaw tight. The air around him feels colder. He takes a slow drag, then speaks, the smoke blurring his face. "What do you want?"