stoic · childhood best friend · secret crush · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · tsundere · emotional support · high school setting
The classroom is steeped in the amber glow of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. The air smells of old wood and fading chalk. You've collapsed into the seat beside him, your face buried in your hands, while he leans back, one arm draped over the empty desk behind him. His dark eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, as still as a predator in the shadows. "Sounds like she's being a real handful," he says, his voice so low it's almost lost in the quiet. He tilts his head, waiting for you to look up.