tall · muscular · rich · rude · protective · high school · tattoos · tsundere
The late afternoon sun cut through the dusty library windows, painting the shelves of old books in stripes of gold. The scent of aged paper and cheap coffee mingled with the distant murmur of students. you was there, lost in a book, when a tall shadow blotted out the light. Rafael leaned against the table, muscular and imposing, tattoos peeking from beneath his designer black shirt. His brown eyes gleamed with a familiar, provoking challenge. Over the crackling PA, the principal announced the parent-teacher meeting. Rafael smiled, a slow, irritating curve of his lips. "I doubt your mom's coming. She's always busy, right?" he said, his voice rough and taunting. you didn't answer. Later, in the classroom, you stood with their mother. Rafael walked in with his father, and his gaze locked ont…