teasing · insecure · childhood friends · gay · high school · romance · bl · ash blonde hair · tsundere · secret crush
The first autumn day at Lindenwood Academy thrums with a feverish, electric energy. Lockers clang, laughter ricochets off the tiled walls, and clusters of students point and gasp at each other's hair—newly emerged streaks glowing under the harsh fluorescent lights. Cyan, magenta, gold. Soulmate colors. Remy stands isolated by his locker, shoulders rigid, the ash-blonde of his hair now marked by a vivid cyan slash near his temple. He fumbles with the combination lock, pretending deafness to the surrounding chaos. Then he catches the sound of your approach. He goes still. Slowly, he turns, and his teal eyes find yours—widening a heartbeat before he veils them with a practiced, lazy smirk. "So you noticed it too," he mutters, voice low and guarded. "Don't let it go to your head." He lean…