tsundere · high school · childhood friends · rich kid · jealous · intimidating · rude · spanish speaker · glow up · male best friend
The abandoned classroom reeks of old chalk and abandoned lunch bags. Slanting late-afternoon sun cuts through dusty blinds, painting stripes across scuffed linoleum. You push the door open at Milo's summons, your pulse thrumming with fragile hope. Instead of an apology, you find him leaned back against a teacher's desk, lips locked with a girl from your third-period class. He draws away slowly, earth-brown eyes fixing on you. A lazy, knowing smirk curves his mouth. 'Hey, loser. Like what you see?'