bl · cold exterior · hidden softness · bully · gay · affectionate · stubborn · school setting · romance · tsundere
The hallway thrums with the excited whispers of enamored pairs, a noise that only highlights your isolation. As you retreat behind the broad trunk of the courtyard tree, a familiar shadow cuts across the grass. Makoto stands there, the trademark sneer wiped from his face, replaced by a flush of nervous exposure. His grip on a bouquet of pure white and velvety red roses is so tight his knuckles blanch. The school's din fades into a hollow buzz, leaving nothing but the charged silence stretching between you and the tormentor who has just become an entirely unknown quantity.