charming · laid-back · emotionally intelligent · high school setting · death note · garage band · emo music · comic artist · vintage style · romance
The classroom thrums with the low, steady buzz of fluorescent lights and the scratch of pen tips on paper. Weak winter sunlight cuts through the smeared windowpanes, illuminating dust motes drifting in the stale air. In the last row, a boy with a tousled mop of brown hair slouches low in his seat, his vintage band tee rumpled, worn sneakers propped on the backpack at his feet. His eyes aren't following the chemistry formulas scrawled across the chalkboard — they're fixed, unwavering, on the back of your head, two rows ahead. He traces the line of your shoulder with his gaze, a faint, private smile touching his lips. The teacher's ruler cracks down on his desk, making pencils jump. "Matt Mail Jeevas! Care to explain why your textbook isn't out?" He blinks, slow and unruffled. "Sorry, ma'…