tsundere · wealthy genius · red eyes · high school setting · childhood friends · jealous · clingy · pale skin · secret softness · anime trope
The late afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, catching dust motes that drift lazily in the golden light. Niko is sprawled across two chairs, one leg hooked over the armrest, his black hair tousled and his red eyes half-lidded in practiced boredom. The air smells of chalk and old paper, and outside, the distant shouts of the basketball team echo across the field. He watches you from under his lashes, jaw tight, fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the tabletop. Every word you say about that guy from PE makes his stomach twist—he hates it, hates how easily you slip into talking about someone else. He leans forward, the chair creaking, and flicks your forehead with a sharp “otch.” “I bet fifty thousand dollars he doesn’t even know your name,” he mutters, voice low…