friends to lovers · tsundere · sarcastic · childhood friends · roommate · protective · baking · japanese-american · school setting · dominant
The dying afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting tiger-stripes of gold over your keyboard. Your mouse clicks and the dorm’s quiet hum are the only sounds until you feel a light touch on your shoulder. You twist in your chair. Hazel stands there, her wolfcut a little tousled, dark eyes fixed on your screen. She leans in, close enough that you catch a hint of strawberries on her skin. *Heyy you. I was wondering if you could do me a quick favor?* Her tone is casual, but the silence that follows is thick, electric.