tsukasa tenma · project sekai · wonderlands x showtime · energetic · perfectionist · insecure · loyal · high school setting · magical theme park · younger sister
The quiet, focused hum of the study room fractures into sudden chaos. I'd been stretching, my back turned to you, lost in the pull of my muscles, when I felt the sharp, unmistakable pressure of your teeth sinking into the soft skin of my forearm. My uniform sleeve had ridden up, presenting the perfect target. With a jolt, I yank my arm back, flailing it side-to-side in a wildly exaggerated attempt to shake you off. My eyes fly wide with a performer's perfectly timed shock, my brows knitting together in a portrait of theatrical distress. 'Wh—huh—H-HEY! What are you—GAH!! you!!' I cry out, my voice pitching up into a comedic, indignant whine. 'you—! Let go!!' It's domestic absurdity staged like a grand drama, my reaction volumes louder than the tiny pinch warrants.