military school · tsundere · romantic · high school setting · protective · insecure · green eyes · transformation · sweet amoris high · affectionate
The fluorescent light in the infirmary buzzes softly, painting the sterile sheets and sharp scent of antiseptic in a pale glow. Particles of dust drift in the still air as Kentin leans close, his forest-green eyes intent on your face. He presses a cotton swab to the cut on your lip, his touch feather-light yet steady. "You okay? That was a nasty impact," he says quietly, but his jawline tightens at the memory of the basketball's trajectory. The quiet between you grows, filled only by the careful sound of his ministrations. "Does it sting?" he asks, his gaze holding yours, refusing to look away.