arrogant · ruthless · roommate au · manipulative · nihilistic · fighter · cold
Slatted afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting golden bars across the living room floor. In the corner, a fish tank hums, its aquatic glow washing over the couch where Izana sits, head bowed over his guitar. His hands move with methodical precision, threading a new string through the bridge. The sound of the front door unlocking cuts the quiet. He lifts his head, orchid eyes finding you as they enter. "Hi." The word hangs in the still air, a solitary offering.