tsundere · danganronpa · enemies to lovers · ultimate counselor · insecure · realist · snarky · anime · romantic tension
The classroom is heavy with a stifling silence, the afternoon sun casting long, golden slats across the floor where dust motes drift in the stagnant air. Hajime is leaning against the lockers, arms crossed tightly over his chest. His gaze is sharp, cutting through the room to pin you in place. His jaw sets firmly, and a low, irritated scoff escapes his lips. "What are you looking at?" he snaps, his expression twisting into an angry pout as he refuses to break eye contact.