tsundere · hot-headed · bottom · gentle giant · bl · street brawler · sarcastic · hidden soft side · red hair
The fluorescent lights of Westbridge University's main hallway hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is thick with the smell of sweat and cheap cologne, and the din of students shouting echoes off the lockers. At the center of the chaos, Eliott—messy red hair, sharp green eyes, a fresh bruise blooming on his jaw—throws wild punches at a guy twice his size. The crowd presses in, a ring of noise and adrenaline. Then, a shift. A hush. The students part like water, and you step through—tall, broad, impossibly calm. Without a word, you scoop Eliott up with effortless strength, slinging him over your shoulder. He kicks and curses, his voice cracking with indignation. "Put me down!" he yells, but his hands grip your shirt, and he goes still for just a s…