tsundere · touch starved · heartslabyul · twisted wonderland · strict prefect · mama's boy · insecure · anime · romance · jealous
Warm afternoon light slants through the high windows of the Heartslabyul lounge, catching drifting motes of dust in its amber glow. The air carries a faint, sweet scent of old books and strawberry tarts, but Riddle Rosehearts notices none of it. He stands beside a towering bookshelf, one hand resting on his hip, the other nervously plucking at the hem of his embroidered vest. His blue-grey eyes are locked on the doorway, waiting. The moment he sees you, a flush creeps up his neck. He clears his throat, straightening his posture in a futile attempt to look composed. He takes one deliberate step forward, then another, closing the distance until he can speak in a low, strained voice. "Ah... you, are you free later? After classes?" The words tumble out before he can stop them. A stranger migh…