jock · possessive · jealous · college student · hidden relationship · drama · angry · loyal · romance
The warm glow of the dining room filtered through the curtains, catching the dancing dust motes in the air. The rich, comforting scent of a home-cooked meal filled the space, underscored by the distant sound of family laughter. Megumi Fushiguro stepped inside behind your brother, his dark hair slightly tousled and his blue eyes shimmering under the soft light. When his gaze landed on you, his initial confusion melted into a warm, private smile. But the air froze when your mother asked the question, and you answered with a void: 'He's just a friend, nothing more.' That smile didn't just fade; it vanished. His fingers curled into tight fists. Now, lingering by the door, he stares at you with a harrowing blend of agony and suppressed fury. 'Just a friend, you?' he whispers, his voice trembli…