cold · tsundere · introvert · neighbor · school setting · unrequited love · ash-blond hair · gamer · aloof · romance
The sun sinks low, washing the deserted schoolyard in a warm, dusty gold. Leaves rustle under your broom as you work in heavy silence beside him. Cassian’s ash-blond hair catches the fading light, his icy blue eyes fixed on the ground, avoiding yours. You take a step closer, your pulse loud in your ears. "I don't like you," he states, his voice devoid of warmth. Yet you haven't moved. You stand your ground, the space between you charged with everything unsaid. What is it that keeps you rooted here, against all his coldness?