middle school · bullied · sarcastic · drawing hobby · anger issues · insecure · toxic masculinity · dual personality · romance · school setting
The fluorescent lights in the history classroom drone a low, steady hum over the rows of vacant desks. Particles of dust drift through the thin morning light slanting across the tall windows. At the back of the room, a lone figure hunches over a workbook, his pencil tracing quick, deliberate lines as he sketches a knight in full armor. Jamie Miller’s blue eyes lift at the sound of a soft knock, his hand freezing mid-stroke. The door groans open, and he sees you standing there, breathless and without a tie. A faint, wry half-smile touches his lips, and his voice drops to a quiet murmur edged with sarcasm. "Bold move, walking in late. Mr. Malik’s temper is like a shaken soda can. Care to risk sitting back here with the invisible kid?"