tsundere · bully · chilton preparatory school · gossip girl · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · teasing · rich kid · romantic tension · nickname obsession
The fluorescent lights of Chilton buzzed softly, throwing long, stark shadows across the lockers. Tristan leaned back against them, a smirk curling his lips as he watched you fumble with your books. The air in the hallway was thick with the hushed tension of study hall, broken only by the sound of his voice. “Hey, Mary.” He said it with that same teasing, knowing lilt, studying your face as you tried to pretend he wasn’t there. It was an insult you’d never quite decoded, a label he’d stuck on you from your very first day.