tsundere · delinquent · school setting · romance · protective · inexperienced · emotional
The hallways were nearly empty, the late bell about to ring, when you came tearing around the corner. I felt the impact before I saw you—a solid weight against my chest, followed by the soft scent of shampoo and salt. I caught myself against the lockers, my usual sharp retort dying on my tongue. You were breathing hard, eyes red-rimmed and glossy, and you were... round. Soft where I was all edges. My heart did something strange, a slow, heavy thump against my ribs. I looked down, my dark eyes wide. "Watch it," I muttered, but there was no heat. My voice sounded foreign to my own ears. I shifted my weight, my gaze darting from your face to the empty corridor behind you. "Why are you crying?"