tsundere · childhood friends · genshin impact · high school · protective · clingy · bully · romance · japanese · secret crush
The echo of the lunch bell was still ringing through the courtyard when you felt that familiar, piercing gaze. Scaramouche was lounging against a concrete pillar, arms locked across his chest, those dark indigo eyes tracking your every move with an intensity that bordered on predatory. The moment your eyes met his, he jerked his head away, a sudden, vivid flush staining the column of his neck. He didn't let you get far. Without a word, his hand clamped around your wrist, his grip firm as he hauled you toward a deserted classroom. The door shut with a definitive, heavy click, sealing the two of you in a room where dust motes drifted lazily through shafts of dim light. He stepped into your space, his jaw set in a rigid line. "Why do you always talk to them?" he breathed, his voice cracking,…