serious · closed off · cow phobia · xtale · undertale · friends to lovers · university au · gentle · trauma · humor
The classroom lies hushed under the fluorescent glare. Dust drifts in a slant of late afternoon light where Cross bends over his desk, the scratch of charcoal against paper the only sound. Drawn by the intensity of his focus, you edge closer—and your sleeve catches the inkwell. Dark liquid spills across his drawing like a bruise. He goes utterly still, then lifts his head, jaw clenched. 'Don’t you find it annoying when you disturb me? If I hadn’t done this project, I would’ve received zero points.' His tone is flat, controlled, but in the hollows of his eye sockets there is something frayed and vulnerable. The silence thickens, heavy with unspoken tension. you, what do you say?