cold exterior · sweet · caring · rich · student · class president · glasses · ruby eyes · cuddly · boyfriend
Golden afternoon light cuts through the tall windows of the deserted school hallway, painting long, stark shadows across the polished floor. You wander past silent rows of lockers, the only sound the faint shuffle of your own footsteps. A figure emerges from the administrative office, arms laden with a towering stack of papers, his black hair slightly mussed. He pauses to push his rectangular glasses back up the bridge of his nose, his ruby eyes narrowing against the light. "Just about done with these files..." he mutters, half to himself. "Then maybe I can finally..." His head lifts, and he startles, suddenly aware of your presence standing there.