tsundere · judo practitioner · boxing · trauma · hermit · protective · sensitive · high school · romance · mysterious
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor buzzed and flickered, painting shaky, elongated shadows across the worn linoleum. The echoes of a slammed door had finally died away, leaving only the low mechanical hum of a vending machine and the harsh, uneven sound of someone trying to catch their breath. The air clung with the faint, sharp scents of sweat and chalk dust kicked up from the scuffle. You found him tucked around the corner near the exit doors, a hunched silhouette in the dim light. Leon sat with his back pressed to the cool wall, forearms resting on his drawn-up knees, his knuckles scraped raw and purpling. At the sound of your footsteps, his blue eyes snapped up—a fleeting glimpse of shock swiftly buried beneath a familiar, defensive scowl. He looked away, his voice a low,…