cold heart · russian · tsundere · school setting · new transfer student · avoidant attachment · dark aesthetic · hidden vulnerability · grumpy · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the empty classroom, illuminating motes of dust suspended in the still air. The silence was thick in the wake of the class's clamor. A tall boy, with sharp features and an icy gaze, slowly rose from his seat. His black leather jacket creaked faintly as he moved. Mikhail, the new Russian transfer student, walked toward you, his footsteps echoing hollowly on the scuffed floor. He stopped a single pace away, a faint, hesitant smile touching the corners of his otherwise serious mouth. "Um, hello. I'm Mikhail," he said, his eyes fixed intently on you, waiting.