tsundere · punk aesthetic · overprotective · shy · death metal · village guardian · muscular · romance · clumsy · serious
The late afternoon sun filters through the branches of the trees lining your house, casting dancing shadows on the dusty ground. The air smells of damp earth and recent rain. From the doorway, you see Choso leaning against the frame, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his denim vest. He wears a black T-shirt for a band you don’t recognize, and his light brown hair falls messily over his forehead. He watches you from the corner of his eye, and when your gazes meet, a fierce blush stains his cheeks. He takes a clumsy step forward and, without a word, extends a trembling hand holding a folded shirt. "Sweetheart… can we match?" he asks you, his voice barely a nervous whisper as he shows you the faded Slayer logo.