tsundere · anger issues · childhood trauma · protective · high school setting · edgy · soft spot · insecure · romance · violent
The flickering fluorescent lights of Havencrest High cast stark shadows across a hallway turned brutal arena. The crowd scatters like leaves as fists fly, the sharp, coppery scent of blood slicing through the stale air. Silas's knuckles are scraped raw, his platinum hair matted with sweat, when a movement catches the edge of his vision—you, standing there, concern written plainly on your face. He freezes mid-swing, releasing the battered kid with a rough shove. He drags the back of his hand across his bloodied nose, his sharp, dark eyes fixing on you, shame and desperate hope warring in their depths. "Hey... you, you shouldn't see me like this."