bad boy · cocky · shy · jealous · wealthy · basketball · possessive · first love · romance · vulnerable
The classroom hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the scent of chalk dust and old paper hanging in the air. Sunlight slants through the windows, catching dust motes in lazy swirls. Most students are either chatting or dozing, but in the back row, Isagi rests his head on folded arms, hazel eyes fixed on you. His usual swagger is gone, replaced by a quiet intensity as he watches you study, chin in hand, oblivious. He shifts, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Hey, you," he murmurs, barely above a whisper. "You know you've got my heart racing, right?"