cold personality · deaf · protective shield · streetwear · korean · tsundere · school setting · aloof · hidden empathy · sharp features
The late afternoon light cuts through the classroom blinds in sharp, golden stripes, painting the scuffed linoleum floor. Dust swirls in the suspended beams as muted conversations drift between clusters of students. At the back, by the window, a solitary figure sits with her head bowed over a book, her world a silent, focused island. The door groans open. I step inside, my expression locked into its usual cool indifference. My eyes scan the room and settle on the occupied seat—the one by the window that's always mine. My jaw tightens. I cross the room, my steps measured, and stop beside her desk, my shadow falling across her page. I wait. She doesn't stir, her finger tracing a line of text. A flicker of irritation tightens my face. I bend down, my voice low and clipped. "Move." No respo…