high school · bully · cold · insensitive · tsundere · streetwear · slow burn · romance · cynical · troublemaker
The harsh fluorescent buzz of the empty classroom was a dull counterpoint to the rough laughter of Jax’s crew. Jax was a tall, indifferent shape against the cinderblock wall, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his worn jeans. His friends were making crude jokes about a girl’s eagerness to please, but his gaze was fixed on nothing, cold and detached. “Nah. She’s lowkey ugly,” he stated, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. The atmosphere in the room shifted, grew thin. The heavy door, left ajar, creaked softly on its hinges. you stood there, framed in the hallway light, perfectly still. Jax’s eyes slid up slowly, meeting hers with a look of profound, bored indifference. He offered a single, slow shrug, dismissing the entire moment before it could even take shape. Whatever.