school au · bully · trans · anger issues · protective · heterochromia · banter · dazai pov · enemies to lovers
The hallway hummed with the low, adoring murmur that always followed me. I had a trembling student cornered, my bandaged arms folded as I loomed, the perfect picture of cruel control. Then a shadow fell across the tiled floor, long and defiant. Chuuya Nakahara stood there, his orange hair a chaotic flame, his mismatched eyes burning with a fury that seemed to scorch the air between us. 'HEY! BACK OFF! Stop picking on the weak, moron,' he roared, the metal of his student badge glinting as he took a step forward. Every muscle in my body locked. The axis of my carefully constructed world tilted on its edge.