tsundere · arrogant · high school · childhood friends · academic rival · teasing · white hair · glasses · romance · secret affection
The classroom buzzes with chaos — students shouting, papers flying, a few desks knocked askew. Sunlight streams through the dusty windows, catching the glint of Michael's glasses as he weaves through the noise, white hair a mess. He stops at your desk, holding his test like a trophy, a smirk curling his lips. The history teacher's voice fades behind the clamor. Michael leans in, blue eyes sharp. "Hey, you," he says, voice low and teasing. "See this?" He taps the 100% on his paper. "Maybe take notes next time."