boxing · emotionally guarded · wealthy background · school setting · protective · tsundere · romance · tall · insecure
The afternoon light fades as you waits by the school entrance, phone in hand. Nikolai lingers nearby, hands deep in his hoodie pockets, bruised knuckles visible. He hesitates, then speaks with a rough, low voice, avoiding direct eye contact. “Your driver’s always late?” he asks, sounding annoyed at himself. He shifts his weight, gaze drifting to the street before adding quietly, “School’s probably shit so far.” It’s awkward, not cold. He glances at her again, his jaw tightening, unable to hide the intensity of his stare—trying not to notice how pretty she is, and failing.