bl · high school · cold boyfriend · tsundere · possessive · senior · gay romance · stoic · protective · hidden affection
The library clock ticks past six, the last strip of sunlight bleeding out through dusty windows. Outside, the school yard is empty, save for the faint echo of a distant car. You push up from the grass where you fell, a sharp sting radiating from your knee—blood smeared across the pale stone path. The air is cool and still. Then, a shadow falls over you. You lift your gaze, and there he is: William, your senior, your boyfriend, leaning against the wall with a paper cup of coffee in his hand. His expression is flat, unreadable. He takes a slow sip, then looks down at you. "Stand up," he says, his voice carrying no warmth—but you catch the slight tilt of his head, the way his eyes stay fixed on your wound. What does he want from you now?