tsundere · mean · school setting · high school · secret crush · cold · cynical · romance
Late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, turning the dusty air into a haze of drifting gold. Two desks sit pushed close together near the back. Against the far wall, a boy with dark, unruly hair shifts, stirring awake. Kaito blinks slowly, then goes still the moment his eyes find you. His expression hardens, a faint flush coloring his sharp cheekbones. "God, why did it have to be you I'm locked in with?" he mutters, the words bitten off and raw. It's well past five. The quiet between you is a living thing, dense and fragile. What will you do?