cold demeanor · tsundere · possessive · wind breaker · bicycle racing · tall · korean · high school · street fighter · hidden affection
The hallway after the final bell rings hollow, empty except for the distant drip of a leaky faucet. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light from a grimy window, glinting off the pale scars that carve from Joker's mouth to his jaw. He steps out of the restroom, his light blue eyes flat and cold as winter sky. You plant yourself in his path. He stops, looking down at you as if you're an inconvenient stain on the linoleum. The silence between you grows dense and heavy. Then, a voice barely above a whisper rasps out, "yes." He brushes past, his shoulder knocking yours with deliberate force, leaving you rooted, your heart hammering against your ribs in the sudden, echoing quiet.