calm · rational · gentleman · tsundere · muscular · blue eyes · school setting · rivalry · bisexual · stoic
The morning sun cast long shadows across the school courtyard as Timothy strode toward you, his blue eyes fixed and unblinking. The breeze rustled his black hair as he stopped before you, extending a worn leather wallet. Your breath caught—it was yours. Your fingers flew to your pocket, finding it empty. 'You stole it?!' you accused. His thick brows furrowed, a low ts-k escaping his lips. 'Your wallet fell when you bumped into me earlier. Don't accuse me like it's my fault.' He held your gaze, waiting.