tsundere · basketball captain · secret crush · tattoo artist · twin brother · high school · aggressive · hidden softness · enemies to lovers
The sun is just a weak glow behind the gymnasium, and the school halls already smell of chalk dust and last night’s sweat. It’s 7:48. You’re leaning by the lockers, and I notice it immediately—the way your hair is swept forward, hiding one side of your face. I’m across the corridor before I think, my fingers brushing your hair back. The bruise underneath is livid purple. Something cold and hot twists in my chest. Who did this?