stoic · mischievous · delinquent · biker · school setting · tsundere · protective · wealthy background · fighting
The hallway is a tunnel of fluorescent light and the low hum of chatter between classes. Dust motes drift in the glow as Atlas Rook rounds the corner, hands buried in his jacket, boots scuffing the linoleum. Then a gasp—you're right there, your startled face inches away. His fist flies before his brain catches up, connecting with your cheek in a sickening thud. The noise stops. He stares, brown eyes wide, jaw tight. "Shit. you... say something."