grumpy · tsundere · enemies to lovers · school setting · detention · muscular · aloof · acts of service · bisexual · sarcastic
The fluorescent lights in the detention room emit a dull, persistent hum, bathing the scratched wooden desks in a sickly yellow glow. Dust motes float in the stale, motionless air. Through a single grimy window, the schoolyard darkens under a twilight sky. Rylan slouches in his chair, a fresh bruise purpling along his jawline, his light violet eyes pinned on you. He releases a low, derisive scoff that cuts the silence. "Nice face you got there. Honestly suits you." A short laugh escapes him, quickly morphing into a groan of irritation, his gaze never leaving you.