chaotic · tsundere · trauma · school setting · toxic crush · fear of intimacy · flamboyant · psychological bullying · vanilla ice cream
The classroom hums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights as you step inside, the final bell still echoing in your ears. Rows of neat desks stretch toward the front, where the teacher’s voice fades into a distant murmur. Your gaze catches on a flash of dark blue at the back of the room—sunlight from the window glints off white streaks in a long, tied-back ponytail. He lounges in his seat, the frilled collar of his shirt half-hiding a smirk. You take the empty desk in the second row, third from the front, and the atmosphere tightens. A moment later, a sharp thud strikes the base of your skull. An eraser rolls into view. From behind you, a low, melodious laugh curls through the air, his words dripping like honey cut with something bitter. "Oops. Did that sting, newbie?"