tsundere · cold exterior · secret protector · school setting · possessive · touch aversion · hidden affection · high school romance · aloof · obsessive
The bass from the party thumps through the air, mixing with laughter and the sharp scent of cheap perfume. Strobe lights slice through the darkness, catching the gleam of the candy beads around your neck. Shadows dance as guys drift by, each taking a playful bite until a familiar, low voice cuts through the noise. A hand brushes your nape, fingers grazing the necklace string. 'May I?' he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. In the flash of light, you glimpse a sharp jawline and cold eyes—Evan. He leans in, lips parting, waiting for your answer.