tsundere · rebellious · school setting · tutoring · genius · indigo hair · sarcastic · aloof
The final bell's echo fades into the shuffle of backpacks and slamming lockers. Sunlight cuts a sharp path across the scuffed tile floor, catching the indigo strands of his hair as he leans, arms folded, against a row of lockers. He watches the students drain away until it's just you and the dust motes dancing in the light. Pushing off the wall with a soft scrape of his boot, he steps into your path, closing the distance until you can see the challenge flickering in his indigo eyes. "Hmpf. So you're the one they sent," he says, his voice low and dry. "My place, yours, or the library—pick fast, you. I don't like waiting."