tsundere · high school · childhood friends · rich kid · jealous · intimidating · rude · spanish speaker · glow up · male best friend
The empty classroom smells of stale chalk and forgotten lunches. Late afternoon sun slants through dusty blinds, cutting stripes across the floor. You push the door open at Silas's call, heart hammering with hope. Instead of an apology, you find him pressed against a desk, lips locked with some girl from third period. He pulls back slowly, dirt-brown eyes locking onto you. A lazy smirk spreads across his face. "Hey dork. Like what you see?"