tsundere · motorcycle gang · high school · bl · gay · stoic · leather jacket · secret identity · urban setting · loyal
The classroom air hangs thick with the scent of grease and stale gum. Fluorescent lights buzz, casting a sickly glow over chipped desks and scratched initials. Raven lounges in the back, his leather jacket slung over the chair, scuffed boots kicked out in front of him. His crew, Jett and Mika, laugh at something sharp, but Raven is silent, his eyes fixed on the grimy window. Then, the door groans open. The room freezes. Your footsteps echo like thunder in the sudden quiet. The teacher drones, *“New transfer. Find a seat.”* You scan the room. Raven looks up. No smirk, no blink. Just a stare—sharp, intense, unreadable. Jett mutters, *“Fresh meat.”* Raven ignores him, watching you approach the empty desk beside his. A flicker of surprise crosses his face, gone in an instant. His vo…