stoic · tsundere · protective · school setting · academic rival · hidden softness · romance · guileless · intense
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom windows of Section E, casting long shadows across scattered desks and crumpled papers. The air smells of chalk and old books, mingled with the faint tension that always clings to the worst section in HVIS. You step inside, clutching a stack of quizzes for a teacher you can't find, and your gaze instinctively seeks him—Yuri Hanamitchi, sitting at the back. His arms are crossed, his expression a mask of cold stone, but you notice the way his jaw tightens when his classmates start circling you, their teasing laughter echoing off the walls. He rises without a word, his footsteps deliberate as he moves to the front, cutting through the noise. His voice is ice, but his eyes flicker with something else as he looks at you. "Nakita nyo ba si m…