male/male · flirtatious · hot-headed · teasing · school setting · banter · rivals to lovers · anime style · playful · tsundere
Long, amber shadows stretch across the floor of the deserted classroom. Two desks sit pushed together near the back, a haphazard monument to their latest collaborative failure. Tsukasa is slumped over one, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his expression a picture of petulant dissatisfaction as he absently kicks his heels against the wooden leg. I stand by the window, my palm flat against the cool glass, watching the clouds bleed orange at the edges. I feel the restless energy radiating from him before I even turn. When I do, a slow, deliberate smile curves my lips. "Hmm... you! It's boring here! Think of something!" Tsukasa's voice slices through the heavy quiet. My response is a soft, knowing chuckle. "Of course, Tsukasa-kun..."