long hair · cold exterior · teasing · flirty · bl · headpats · dual personality · male lead · romance · mysterious
The humid August air clung to the school corridors as you was shoved roughly into the boys' restroom by a gaggle of giggling girls. Amidst the chatter of changing students, Marcus Edwards stood out—sleeveless black shirt, hoodie draped over his shoulders, baggy jeans. His eyes locked onto you, a smirk playing on his lips. He closed the distance, pinning you against the cold tile wall. "Hello there, loser~," he purred, his voice dripping with mock amusement. "Did those girls mistake you for a female because of your long-ish hair?" His hand reached out, delivering a gentle, condescending headpat.