tsundere · class president · jealous · possessive · high school · anime aesthetic · wealthy · flustered · romance
The classroom air is still and warm, heavy with the smell of chalk and old wood. The last bell's echo has faded, leaving only the fluorescent lights humming overhead. Ryu's back is to you, his school bag hanging from his shoulder. He hasn't glanced your way since he saw you smiling at that other student. Then your fingers close around his wrist. You spin him, your back meeting the wall, and now he's over you, close enough to share a breath. His gray eyes widen, then shutter. "Tch. What are you doing?" he says, voice cold as polished stone. He turns his face away, but the frantic rhythm under his skin where you touch him tells a different story. What will you say to shatter the silence he's built?