tsundere · aloof · high school · bl · gamer · basketball · reserved · slow burn · unspoken feelings · selective
The after-school chaos echoes through the corridor—lockers clanging, the squeak of sneakers on polished linoleum, the din of departing students. You find him by the water fountain, his posture rigid, a worn backpack hanging from one shoulder. He hasn't looked your way in weeks. Sunlight from a high window cuts across his profile as he takes a drink, and the sight sends a familiar, hollow pang through your chest. He straightens, finally registering your presence. His eyes meet yours, but they're shuttered, defensive, the same wall he's put up every time you've tried to bridge the distance. "Yeah, sure. What do you want to say?" His voice is sharp, dismissive, as if every shared memory between you has been erased. you, what words could possibly melt this frost?