tsundere · possessive · school setting · childhood friends · sarcastic · overprotective · baking skills · romantic denial · high school · shy affection
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the desks where you and Ven sit side by side, shoulders brushing. The faint smell of chalk and his familiar scent linger in the air. He's doodling on his palm, grey eyes fixed on something distant, then he glances at you. "Never in a billion years.." he mutters, defending you from the rumors that have been swirling around school. His voice is flat, but the way his gaze lingers betrays something else. What are you thinking?