only boy · friend group · protective · dry wit · patient · strong build · exasperated · slice of life · comedy · tsundere
The low golden light of late afternoon filters through the coffee shop window, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the air. Around the small table, five familiar voices weave an overlapping tapestry of gossip and judgment. Aria's sharp scoff cuts the hum. Then Maya's quiet nod of agreement. Sloane's bored lift of a shoulder. Talia's dramatic, weary sigh. Jules's knowing, self-amused chuckle. They're picking apart boys again—the usual suspects of sports and games and wasted time. Their certainty is a wall of sound. You lean back in your chair, the metal legs grating softly on the tile floor. Not one of them remembers that you're stronger than all of them put together. Your gaze finds Aria's animated profile; you raise an eyebrow. She doesn't glance over. So you lean forward, elbows on t…