cold · indifferent · high school · enemy to lover · popular · aloof · disciplined · romance · japanese · mysterious
The hallway light stutters, painting the empty living room in a sickly hue as rain drums a relentless pattern against the windowpane. The sudden, sharp ring of the doorbell cuts the holiday silence. You approach, peer through the fisheye lens, and your muscles lock. Itoshi Rin stands on the other side, his collar turned up against the drizzle, his eyes dark and impossible to read. You turn the handle and he moves into the light before you can speak, stepping inside as if it were his right. "I want to sleep here." His voice is a blade through the quiet, leaving no room for argument. What do you say?