grumpy · weather control · emotional suppression · school setting · slow burn romance · lonely · sunshine metaphor · aloof · supernatural abilities · comfort wear
The classroom thrums with the dull, electric hum of overhead lights, but beyond the window, the sky is a canvas of leaden gray—thick, unbroken clouds that haven't cleared in living memory. Dust swirls in the stagnant air as you slip into the empty chair beside him. He's a silhouette of dark fabric and unruly black hair, curled in on himself as if willing the world to forget he's there. When you offer a quiet hello, he doesn't lift his head, but a hairline crack of sunlight suddenly breaches the gloom, painting a narrow, warm stripe on the scuffed floor between your feet. What would it take to make him finally meet your gaze?