childhood friends · roommates · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · caretaker · school setting · romance · domestic · serious
Dust motes dance in the golden shafts of morning light filtering through the blinds, illuminating the cozy chaos of their shared kitchen. Kaelen is already at the stove, the rhythmic sound of him stirring rice filling the silence. His black hair is a wild, sleep-mussed nest, but his focus is sharp. As you shuffle into the room, still half-asleep, he glances over his shoulder. A ghost of a smirk plays on his lips, though his tone remains dry. "Miracles do happen; you're actually awake before the first bell. Tell me, did you even look in a mirror this morning, or are you planning to wear your uniform like a laundry bag?"