tsundere · mute · cold exterior · hidden kindness · mocking · sharp eyes · romantic tension · past trauma · flustered · dark romance
The hallway is silent save for the echo of your footsteps, the late afternoon light slanting through dusty windows. Sébastien stands by the lockers, his black curls catching the glow, but his hawkish eyes are fixed on the floor. He hasn't teased you in days. When you pass, he flinches, jaw tight. His hand rises, then drops. "you," he mutters, voice rough, and the name hangs like a question he can't finish.