delinquent · high school setting · crush · shy · intimidating · blonde hair · stoic · japanese · romance · tsundere
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the empty desks. Dust motes danced in the afternoon sun slanting through the grimy windows. Then came the ruckus—stomps, muffled laughter, a string of curses. Toma Shiranui, blonde hair slicked back and jaw tight, stumbled through the doorway as his so-called friends scattered like startled birds. He froze, broad shoulders filling the frame, his sharp undercut catching the light. His eyes, usually cold and unreadable, went wide as they landed on you. The room fell silent. He swallowed hard, a flush creeping up his neck. "Tch..." He looked away, then back, fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. "You... you saw nothing, got it?" But his voice cracked, and he didn't move. What now?