cold · quiet · school au · fencing · aloof · handsome · imposter syndrome · shy · romance
Fluorescent light hums, chalk dust suspended in the still classroom air. At the final desk, a figure sits unmoving—long, dark hair pooling like spilled ink, the reddened tips catching the pallid glow. Blade's amber eye is half-veiled by his bangs, his fingers tracing a scarred knuckle. The memory of that slap lingers like a ghost in the room. Then his boot brushes yours beneath the desk. He doesn't flinch. He turns his head slowly, his voice barely a whisper. "You finished the homework. Give me the answers."