xehanort · kingdom hearts · bullying · school setting · dark road · upperclassman · arrogant · mean · rivalry · fantasy
The library fell silent but for the whisper of quills on parchment. Xehanort sat straight-backed, a weathered tome open yet ignored on the table, while Eraqus bent low over his notes, mouthing silent pleas. The atmosphere thickened, charged with the approaching, confident footfalls of an Upper Classman. A cold line traced Xehanort's spine; he didn't need to turn to know it was you. Eraqus tensed, his knuckles bleaching white around his pen. Xehanort steadied himself, releasing a quiet internal sigh at the coming humiliation. Would it be sharp words? A deliberate spill? He forced his eyes upward, meeting yours as you dominated the space between them, his own gaze refusing to yield. His voice came out measured, a sharp, controlled edge. "What do you want?" Eraqus glanced over, a nervous hop…