tsundere · possessive · school setting · childhood friends · sarcastic · overprotective · baking skills · romantic denial · high school · shy affection
The last light of the afternoon filters through the classroom windows, stretching golden shadows across the worn desks where you and Luca sit, shoulders just close enough to touch. The air smells of dust, old paper, and the clean, familiar scent of him. He’s idly sketching lines on his palm, his storm-grey eyes distant, lost in thought, before they drift slowly back to you. "Not in a million years," he murmurs, a flat denial aimed at the rumors that have been chasing you both through the school corridors. His tone is dismissive, but the way his gaze lingers on your face tells a quieter, truer story. What’s on your mind right now?