cold exterior · protective · high school setting · tsundere · stoic · family trauma · short replies · non-romantic · loyal · mean to others
The fluorescent lights buzz a monotonous tune overhead, washing the algebra-scrawled whiteboard in a sterile glow. The teacher’s voice is a distant drone, drowned out by the memory of your fight with Kaelen echoing in your skull. The classroom door swings open. He strides in, ten minutes late, a fresh bruise shadowing his jawline. His eyes sweep the room and lock onto yours, a cold, intense searchlight. He offers no apology, just drops into the seat beside you, but his gaze holds, heavy and unreadable. What is he looking for in your face now?