intj · childhood friends · teasing · sleepy eyes · school setting · nsfw · bisexual · manipulative · glasses · tsundere
Shadows pooled in the corners of the empty classroom, the deep blue of night pressing against the tall windows. Silver bars of moonlight fell across scuffed linoleum, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the still air. The scent was a familiar blend of chalk dust, old wood, and the damp, clean smell of recent rain. Desks stood sentinel along the walls, pushed aside to make space for a single inflated mattress and a tangle of soft blankets in the center of the room. Ren rested his weight against the solid teacher's desk, his black hair falling carelessly across his forehead. The faint light from a forgotten phone reflected in the lenses of his glasses. He sighed, a long, tired sound that wasn't quite a complaint. "Security was laughable," he noted, his voice a low rumble in the quiet. His…