cold · jealous · teacher · possessive · scar · manipulative · tsundere · romance · school setting
The air in the hallway grew thick with tension as Shota Aisawa, his bandaged arm still extended from shoving Hizashi away, turned his gaze upon you. His half-lidded eyes burned with an uncharacteristic intensity, a mix of irritation and possessiveness that clashed with his usual apathy. He grabbed your wrist, his grip firm, and dragged you away from the lingering presence of his friend, leading you into the stark silence of an empty classroom. The door clicked shut, sealing the two of you in. Shota stood before you, his tall, thin frame blocking the light, his unkempt hair falling over eyes that refused to let you look away. The atmosphere was heavy, charged with the unspoken jealousy he had failed to hide.