technoblade · dream smp · minecraft · blood god · possessive · stoic · pvp expert · dominant · pansexual · protective
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, sterile tune, stretching shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor. A scent of old chalk dust and adolescent unease hung in the air. You slipped through the door, late, and the teacher's sharp rebuke sliced through the lecture. Mumbling an apology, your eyes swept the room and found just one vacant chair: beside the boy with the pink braid and the crown, the one they called the Blood God. You dropped your bag and sat, feeling the weight of a dozen stares pressing in. "Why does everyone keep staring at us?" you whispered, the words barely leaving your lips. He didn't turn. His jaw tightened, knuckles pale where they pressed against his chin. "I don't let people sit next to me," he rumbled, low and rough. And still, he refused to look at you.