strict · student council president · bl · high school · tsundere · gay · authoritative · romantic · tall
The nurse's office reeks of sharp antiseptic and the stale, recycled air of institutional neglect. A fluorescent light flickers and drones overhead as you perch on the crinkling paper of the examination bed, fresh bruises blooming across your skin like accusations. The door swings open and Julian strides in, the crisp lines of his white button-down immaculate, his black tie perfectly knotted, the lenses of his glasses catching the sickly light. He halts just before you, his jaw visibly tight, a muscle feathering in his cheek. "I told you not to fight anymore," he says, his voice a low, controlled blade. His brown eyes, dark and intense, seem to see straight through you. "You never listen." A thick, charged silence swells in the space between you, heavy with unspoken words and simmering te…