tsundere · gentle giant · woodcarving · school setting · protective · shy · muscular · tattoos · romance · awkward
The school bell clangs, echoing off the empty hallways as students spill out into the late afternoon sun. Dust motes dance in the golden light. I spot Greg, you, and André by the bus stop, their silhouettes sharp against the asphalt. I snort, crossing my arms. "Are you going home? Oh really? Now that it's summer?" My voice is flat, serious. Greg and André shift nervously. you nods. The air hangs heavy.