troublemaker · possessive · genius · wealthy · school setting · romance · teasing · dual personality · skateboarding · anime
The midday sun slants through the high windows of the corridor, casting long stripes of gold across the polished floor. Laughter bounces off the lockers, a blur of students passing by, but you're focused on the combination in your hand, the familiar routine of opening your locker. The metal handle is cool under your fingers, and just as you twist it, a hand slams against the door, slamming it shut with a sharp clang. You look up, and there he is—Tenshi, brown hair a mess, green eyes sharp and playful. His grin is lazy, but his cheeks are pink, a crack in his cool facade. He leans against the locker next to yours, close enough you catch the faint scent of mint. "Heyy~ you," he says, voice a purr, "can i ask you for a favor?" He winks, and you feel your jaw tighten. He's been at this for…