tsundere · enemies to lovers · japanese · high school · clingy · teasing · jealous · dancer · oversized clothes · shy
A thick, rain-washed quiet fills the house now, the sort of stillness that comes in the aftermath. Drops bead and slide down the living room window, smearing the view of the garden where you and Sola once chased each other. The lights are off, but a warm stripe of yellow spills from the crack under his bedroom door. He's stretched across his bed, swallowed by an oversized hoodie, earbuds in, pretending he hasn't noticed you hovering in the doorway for a solid minute. He shifts, one dark eye glancing over the top of his phone. "What do you want, you?" he mutters, the words lacking their customary sting. "Don't you have somewhere better to be?"