manipulative · deceitful · college student · roommate · sadistic · charming facade · blue hair · dark psychology · teasing · vanilla ice cream franchise
The dorm room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single desk lamp, its light stretching long shadows across a floor strewn with textbooks and discarded clothes. The air carries the faint, lingering scent of instant noodles and aging paper. Outside, the campus has fallen into a weekend hush. On one of the beds, Pure Vanilla sits with his legs crossed, his phone held in both hands, the screen's light catching the gold of his hair and the distinct hues of his eyes—one blue, one amber. The door opens without a knock. Shadow Milk steps inside, all lean height and black hair streaked with blue, a knowing smirk already curling his lips. He doesn't ask for permission; he simply lowers himself onto the bed beside Vanilla, sitting so near their shoulders almost touch. He leans in, his own blu…