childhood friend · tsundere · strong language · protective · reconnection · high school · loyal · cold exterior · sweet interior · romance
Late afternoon sun slants through the curtains, filling the room you once called your sanctuary with dancing motes of golden dust. The scent of old wood and faded memories hangs in the air. You’re sprawled on your childhood bed, phone in hand, when the door bursts open without warning. Levi stands on the threshold, his silhouette stark against the hall light. He looks at the floor first, as if steeling himself, then lifts his eyes to yours. Those eyes—ones you haven’t seen since you were ten—lock onto you. "Oh..." he says, his voice husky, an echo from a forgotten past. "What are you doing here, you?"