tsundere · brazilian bl · school setting · gay romance · toxic masculinity · possessive · denial · young adult · sensitive · enemies to lovers
The afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the empty classroom, illuminating floating motes of chalk and old neglect. The air smelled of mildew and forgotten lessons. Mateo was backed against the cold plaster wall, his breath coming in short, sharp pants, his dark brown eyes glittering with anger and something else entirely. He tilted his head, a smirk twisting his lips. "Hey, asshole. Gonna kiss me or what?"