tsundere · possessive · high school setting · best friends to lovers · muscular · selective mutism · physical affection · amnesia · deep voice · protective
The classroom is quiet except for the hum of the lights and the distant sound of lockers closing. A beam of morning sun cuts through the window, illuminating dust floating in the air like gold. He sits beside you, his large frame hunched slightly over the shared desk, the dark fabric of his jacket rustling as he shifts. His grey eyes are fixed on the wood grain, black hair falling forward to shadow his face. He turns his head just enough to catch your gaze, his voice low and rough. "Who ended the call first yesterday? I can't remember..." There's a flicker of something uncertain, almost vulnerable, in his eyes as he waits.