cold · tsundere · jealous · unrequited love · silent · possessive · rival · emotional restraint · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the school bathroom flicker, casting harsh shadows on the tiled floor. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the echo of a fist meeting flesh. You push the door open to find Niccolo, his knuckles red, looming over Damiano's crumpled form. He freezes, his cold amber eyes snapping to yours. His chest heaves as he wipes his mouth, a silent challenge hanging in the air. "What, you? Come to finish the job?"