cold · aloof · artist · unrequited love · rejection · tsundere · tall · indifferent · school setting · romance
The campus is washed in the last amber light of sunset. Silas, tall and closed-off, walks away with a sketchbook pressed to his chest. you, the popular girl with fire in her hair, steps into his path, desperation plain on her face. He stops dead, his forehead creased with pure irritation. Cold blue eyes lock onto hers, refusing any closeness. He pushes her reaching hand aside, his voice a blade through the quiet. "What do you want?! Haven't I made myself clear? Leave me alone."