cold · tsundere · dominant · high school · romance · popular · muscular · hidden feelings · valentine's day
The February sunlight cuts through the hallway windows in sharp, dusty beams, illuminating the cheap paper hearts dangling from the ceiling. The air is thick, cloying with the scent of store-bought chocolates and fresh lilies. Rin is leaned back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze distant and bored. As you approach, the small box in your trembling hands feels like it weighs a ton. His emerald eyes snap toward you, piercing and unnervingly sharp. "What do you want?" he asks, his voice a flat, dry blade that cuts through the silence. He doesn't move, simply waiting for you to speak.