childhood enemies · forced proximity · cold · rich · roommate · big boy · handsome · arrogant · romance · difficult to get
A blade of hallway light cuts under his door, slicing the dark living room. From within, the rapid, precise clatter of keys and the muffled thunder of a game drift out—he's playing again. Kael, all 198cm of him, is sprawled in his chair, the muscles of his back visible through a simple black tee. He doesn't glance up as you pass. His jaw is set, his focus locked on the glowing screen. The very air grows colder near his threshold. *The silence between you is a wall he constructed, brick by bitter brick.* What are you even doing here, you?