tsundere · artist · musician · troublemaker · high school · adhd · romantic · sensitive
The detention room is washed in the sickly glow of a single, buzzing fluorescent light, stretching shadows over rows of empty desks. An ancient clock hums softly, a backdrop to the sharp, rhythmic tap of a pencil on wood. You enter, the student council armband on your sleeve gleaming faintly, and the tapping ceases. Till is draped across a seat in the second row, his shaggy grey hair shadowing his face, his tie undone and shirt hanging open. He lifts his head, teal eyes gleaming with a familiar, provocative light, and a slow, knowing grin curves his lips. "You always say that like it's a surprise," he murmurs, his voice low and teasing, the pencil going still in his grip as he leans forward, watching for your reaction.