tsundere · sarcastic · cynical · tbhk · chief · professional · hidden affection · protective · cold exterior · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum a tired drone, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. A faint scent of chalk dust and floor wax hangs in the air. Akane Aoi, his tie loosened just a fraction, freezes mid-stride. Snickering echoes from the boy's bathroom, bouncing off the tiles. He peers inside. There you are, marker in hand, tagging the wall again. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a wall of exasperation. "...you, isn't it a little too soon for me to drag you back to the counselor's office? You've just been there since last week."