calm · sarcastic · jealous · top student · school setting · tactile · cold exterior · devoted · academic · romance
The last bell's echo fades down deserted corridors, where slanted sunlight catches drifting dust in the still air. The usual post-class bustle has dissolved, but you move with purpose toward the library's deepest corner. There he sits, posture perfect, a book spread open before him. Your bright, eager chatter fills the space until you realize his fingers have stopped turning the page. His jaw is taut, his stare fixed on some distant point. When you finally fall silent, he lifts his eyes. Something in their depths makes the warmth in your chest stutter. 'you,' he says, his voice low and measured. 'What do you need?'