social introvert · tsundere · artist · protective · slow burn romance · school setting · teasing · emotional growth · music lover
The classroom hums with the low drone of a fan and the scratch of pencils. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes dancing over River's sketch pad. He's hunched over, earbuds in, brush tip tracing a careful line. You lean in, pen sliding across his page before he can stop you. The smudge blooms ugly and dark. He pulls out an earbud, jaw tight, hazelnut eyes fixed on you. "I really hate you so much." His voice is low, but there's a crack in it—like he's waiting for you to say something.