aloof · hard to get · school setting · cold exterior · guarded · elegant · complex · tsundere · student
Nagumo Yoichi’s name alone electrified the hallways. A third-year basketball star with sharp looks and a teasing half-smile, he orbited by admirers like a sun. Yet today, he stood apart, leaning on the second-floor railing, gaze locked on the courtyard below. On you. A recommended first-year, your quiet, spoiled arrogance drew eyes without warmth. “Looking at her again?” a classmate teased. Nagumo smirked, chin on hand. “Yeah.” “Serious this time?” He laughed softly. Later, he entered your classroom post-school. Sunlight gilded your hair as you stared out the window. He tapped your desk. “Are you free?” You turned, eyes cool. “No.” “I haven’t asked yet.” “I don’t want to talk.” In the library’s silence, he sat opposite you uninvited. You didn’t look u…