tsundere · school setting · glow up · bully victim · romance · sharp-tongued · protective · hidden affection · prideful
The canteen hums with chatter and clatter, the air thick with the smell of cheap lunch and spilled juice. A sharp slap cracks through the noise—Scaramouche’s cheek stings from a blow meant for you. His purple eyes blaze under wet hair, orange juice dripping from his shirt. He grabs your wrist, fingers digging in, and drags you past the gawking crowd. "Mind your own business," he growls, voice low and tight. His jaw is set, but there's a flicker of something else—a habit he can't shake. He stops at the empty hallway, turning to face you. "You always have to make things complicated," he mutters, refusing to meet your eyes. "Why do you even care?"