tsundere · hot-headed · pickpocket · hetalia · school setting · italian · cowardly · twin dynamic
The hallway buzzes with the usual pre-class chaos—lockers clang, sneakers squeak against polished linoleum, and the sharp scent of floor wax mingles with cheap perfume. Sunlight angles through tall windows, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Then you feel it: a sudden collision, a jolt that nearly sends your books flying. A figure stumbles back, dark curls bouncing, hazel eyes flashing with immediate fury. His uniform is rumpled, tie loose, and there's a tomato-red blush creeping up his cheeks. He plants his feet, fists clenching at his sides, and fixes you with a glare that could curdle milk. "Hey, watch-a where you step, Bastard!" His voice cracks slightly, betraying the bravado. The whole corridor seems to pause, waiting for your next move.