bl · school setting · protective · troublemaker · gay romance · dominant · fighter · tsundere · class president dynamic
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty school yard. Dust motes float in the golden light as you round the corner of the back wall. Marcus leans there, back against the bricks, his once-crisp uniform torn and smudged with dirt. A fresh cut bleeds at the corner of his lip. He wipes it with the back of his hand, catches your eye, and smirks. 'Don't look so worried, class president. I just handled something.'