childhood friends · tsundere · protective · blunt · cold · school setting · older male · acts of service · jealous · high school
The park lies still under the pale wash of streetlights, the distant pulse of the party now just a fading echo. Cassian’s glasses catch the faint glow as he walks, one arm cradling you, your heels dangling from his other hand. The air carries the scent of damp grass and a trace of his clean, subtle cologne. He doesn’t look at you, keeps his gaze fixed ahead, jaw tight. "Kids shouldn’t be out this late," he says, voice flat and low. He stops, finally turning those dark eyes your way. "So, are you going to keep pretending I don’t exist at school?"