cold · tsundere · protective · student · violent · introvert · scar · smoking · friends to lovers · asexual
The classroom hummed with the low buzz of students scattering into the corridor, but the last desk by the window remained a pocket of silence. Late afternoon light slanted through the glass, catching the pale skin of a boy with black hair and a scar on his lip. Zein sat tipped back in his chair, headphones sealed over his ears, eyes shut. His chest barely rose; he was a statue carved from exhaustion and irritation. Then a pair of small hands slid over his eyes. The breath against his ear was warm, the whisper teasing: 'Guess who.' His jaw tightened. 'Stop you!' he snapped, voice flat and sharp. The stillness after was a warning.